this song always gets to me for some reason

Mikey Way

• Legs longer than my attention span

• Like 10 pounds I could probably put him over my shoulder and I’m a 5 foot 5 inches 15 year old female who doesn’t get off her couch

• Like srsly tho Gerard feed your brother

• He once slept with a member of Fall Out Boy and got evERY FUCKIBG SONG WRITTEN ABOUT HIM

• Precious little sober noodle

• Me and Ray’s actual son

• Always has Revenge era hair in fanfics for some reason idk

• Can pull off a beanie like no motherfucking other

• ½ Chillest MCR members squad

• Eats the weight of like 10 people in sushi and still weighs less than a teacup chihuahua

• Slightly less greasy of a dork than Gerard

• Hi.s glaSsES,,,.., cAn u f,,ucking n¿ot??,,?,

• He can fucking slay a dragon with his jawline I could write a novel about his jawline and I barely even like men

• Doesn’t smile much but it’s ok cause we know he’s got a little cheeky grin on the inside

• hIS g&igG,,le

• Could be a fuckin model if he wanted to

• I might not be straight but his jawline sure fuckin is

• Mutuals with Pete even though Pete could write an even longer novel than I can that fckin fanboy

• Loves cats and is 796328843% better than u

• I’d pay him $20 to punch me in the face (Twenty Dollar Nosebleed ha)

• Looks up to Gerard like a lost kitty cat it’s amazing ain’t no one got as good of a relationship with their sibling than them

• Beautiful innocent celery stick too pure for this world

• If you talk shit about him or Kristin I’ll fucking fyte u m8

• Pete’s novels are actually probably about him it’s been like 10 yrs and he still isn’t over that ass (albeit flat cause Gerard stole all the good booty genes)

• He could smack me with his bass and I’d thank him

• Coffee-loving mini-kitten

• He’s sober and that’s all that matters ok

Mind at Work - Peter Parker

Alright, I’m going to try and write this in Peter’s perspective.
Fic #5 of the Hamilton Prompts
Song: The Schuyler Sisters

My Dearest, Y/N,

I don’t remember the first that we met, but I do remember the first time I knew that I loved you. We were paired up in American History, which was good, because I needed help focusing, and you were nothing if not a sureness I could focus on. 

Our teacher, Ms. Darling, was obsessed with the musical, Hamilton. Which was good, because I was, too. When you quoted Hamilton lyrics to me, I knew that we were meant to be. But it was much more than just quoting it. 

We were working on our project, when one of the swimming boys, Gary Webber (Yes, pun intended), came up to you. You were still new, having only moved here late last year. Everyone was interested in you.

Excuse me, Y/N,” he said. “I know it’s not funny, but your perfume smells like your daddy’s got money.” I remember the look of shock on your face. I know you shouldn’t have looked so beautiful when you were affronted, but you did. You always did. 

“Excuse me?” you said. Everyone in the class was learning Hamilton lyrics in class, and it was no secret that you loved it, but this was a pathetic attempt. (In my humble opinion.)

Why you slummin’ in the city in your fancy heels, you searchin’ for an urchin who can give you ideals?” You smiled a little, and I worried that you maybe liked him. Especially when you started to play along.

“Webber, you disgust me.”

“Ah,” he said, his sick smirk growing larger. “So you’ve discussed me.”

“Not really.”

Hey, I’m a trust fund baby, you can trust me.” It seemed like you had been rolling your eyes the entire time, but in this moment, they went back even further.

“You’ve got to be kidding.”

“I’m not. I’ve been watching you all class.” He leaned over our shared table and beamed at you. (In a disgust manner, no doubt.) This was the key moment that I fell pretty much head over heels for you. 

“You know what I’ve been doing in class? I’ve been reading Common Sense by Thomas Paine. Some men say that I’m intense or I’m insane. You want a revolution, I want a revelation, so listen to my declaration. We hold these truths to be self evident, that all men are created equal, and when I meet Thomas Jefferson - I’ma compel him to include women in the sequel!”

WORK!” I shouted. You looked at me and laughed. I was always impressed by the fact that you memorized the song so well. Clearly, Gary had not been as prepared as you and looked mostly confused. You rolled your eyes again and sat down next to me.

“Go away, Webber,” you said. I winked at him, because for some reason I felt pride in you, and in that moment I wanted him to know it, too. He slumped away and you sighed, before getting back to our work.

“I’m sorry about that,” I said after a few minutes.

“Why?” you asked.

“Because Gary is an asshole.” You smiled at me, and I melted. 

“It’s not your fault. But thank you. Thanks for singing along,” you said, looking down at your paper. I smiled, and probably blushed, but you weren’t looking so who cares. 

“Of course. I’m always down to sing Hamilton lyrics.” You smiled at me once more and I knew that I couldn’t not do anything. But I waited patiently.

One day in class, when Kyle Backen actually answered a question, you leaned into me to whisper, “Look around, look around, at how lucky we are to be alive right now.” And when someone made a joke about our city, I leaned in to your shoulder and said, “In the greatest city in the world!” 

You would always say, because the incident with Gary Webber happened in different instances, with different boys, with different levels of success, that you were looking for a mind at work. So every time that I thought of a lyric, or something witty to say, I would say it, just to impress you. 

I hope that I did that. I hope that you think about me as much as I do. I hope you consider my mind a mind at work. 

What I really mean, is, Y/N, since this letter is addressed to you, and I’ve only been telling a story, I really like you. And I know you only see me as a friend. (If even) But I would love to get to know you better. 

So, Y/N, will you go out with me? If not, I hope that we can still be friends, because I cherish our friendship. But I would be remiss if I didn’t at least tell you.

-Peter Parker (American History)-

Kyle Spencer (requested)

HIii, so I know I’ve been really inactive lately, but I am still alive! This lovely person requested a Kyle Spencer imagine and I am here to fulfill your fangirl needs!

Also it was not specified, but i was feeling the fem! reader!

(a lil triggering for rape:: hope you enjoy!


“Come one, Y/N! We– well you haven’t gone to a party in ages and everyone misses you!” Your boyfriend Kyle nagged to you as you combed through your hair. 

You had just gotten out of the shower after a long shift at work, and when you came back, your boyfriend was instantly on you that there was a party going on in three hours that was going to be “the best one yet”. Like they always claimed. But you were tired of parties, because it was dangerous there for any vulnerable person, because anyone could slip you drugs or force you to snort cocaine. Parties were all about peer pressure. And you just wanted to cuddle and watch Disney movies.

You shook your head and slipped your robe off, revealing your undergarments before you walked to your closet. “Kyle I don’t have anything to wear.”  

It was a lie, just recently you had went shopping and you had tons of new outfits to flaunt, but you just didn’t want to go. 

Kyle made a noise and walked over to your side, placing one hand on his hip and the other on your shoulder. “Baby, you have tons of clothes! I mean, look, this is new! Huh? I’ve never seen you wear this before. And it’s super sexy. I know how you’re all about body confidence.” 

You looked at the berry colored lace romper, with the plunging neckline and the exposed back. It was very sexy. So sexy that it had been sitting in your closet for a while now, since you never knew the proper time to wear it. Then you thought about it. If Kyle was suggesting you wearing it, he must have been okay with it, and you had one talent. Saying no.You were sure that you were able to turn down drinks from strangers and stray from the cocaine fanatics. Then your eyes came up to Kyles face and you sighed. It seemed the battle was won. You were going.You had lost this round. Kyle’s adorable begging face was the last and winning bullet.

Kyle sensed the change in your demeanor and let out a happy laugh, putting the hanger on the bed before coming and lifting you up. “Thank you, honey sweetie pie sugar. You know I hate walking into parties alone, I love you.” 

You tried but failed to hold back a grin as Kyle peppered kisses on your face and neck, and when he started to stay on the curve of your neck too long you giggled and pushed his chest. “I can’t wear the romper if you give me a hickey, sugar baby sweetie toots.” 

Kyle grinned and kissed you sweetly on the mouth. “I love you, Y/N.”

“I love you too, Kyle.” You gave him one last peck before he let you down. “Now give me an hour and a half to get ready.” 

Kyle groaned playfully before nodding and then throwing himself on your bed. “You do you, baby. I love you with and without makeup. Do your thing, my sweet.” 

You grinned and walked over to your vanity as Kyle closed his eyes and laid back. 


Three hours later you and Kyle were driving over to some unknown house and you were both in comfortable silence. You knew that music would be blasting like crazy at the party and you were glad to have even a moment of silence before your ears were ringing from the chaos. You smiled and rested your head on Kyle’s shoulder, as his hand slipped over onto your thigh. 

“You’ll protect me right Kyle?” You asked, your hand snaking onto your thigh before you started to play with his fingers.

“From what, baby doll?” He asked, turning his blinker to go right on. 

“From bug eyed cocaine addicts and horny single maniacs? You know, the people that make parties an unsafe place?” You intertwined your fingers with his and he squeezed your hand lightly as his thumb began to rub on your knuckles. 

“I’ll always protect you, Y/N. There’s always a danger anywhere we go, and I swear I’ll always protect you. No matter the situation; because you matter more to me than anything.”

You lifted your head off of his shoulder and gave him a kiss on his jaw, which he caved into, turning his head for a quick peck on the lips. When he turned back to the road he slowed down before parking behind a long line of cars. You quickly unlatched your seat belt, the music already pulsing through the seats of the car and climbed on top of Kyle’s lap.

“Listen Kyle. You’re so fucking sweet and I love you so much.” You said quickly, grabbing onto Kyle’s surprised face. 

He grinned and looked into your eyes, before his forced his head forward and you ducked your head to meet in a passionate kiss. Kyle’s hands landed on your hips and his fingers dug into the lacy material, before he pulled back, panting. 

“Okay, sexy baby doll, we gotta go before you get me hard. That outfits already got me all bothered.” Kyle’s eyes drifted to your exposed chest and he shifted uncomfortably. 

You giggled and opened the door, about to get out before Kyle pulled you back harshly. “And I love you too, Y/N.” 

When you were both heading to the entrance of the grand house you were slowly starting to regret your decision. There were loads of people so that even the lawn was full of drunken college kids, all laughing and throwing up and then passing out in that exact order. Paranoia was starting to bubble up. What if you drank so much you did something stupid and ended up going viral online? What if someone forced you to get high with them? To do heroine? To have a threesome? You were terrified. You hadn’t been to a party in ages, and it was like this was your first all over again. 

“Baby, smile a little bit. Remember me? Yeah? Kyle, sworn protector and the best boyfriend ever?” You looked from the entrance of the house to see that Kyle was facing you with a small worried smile on his face. 

“Yeah, no okay. Sorry babe, I was just-” 

“Worrying about bug eyed cocaine addicts and horny single maniacs. We can leave if you want, alright sugar bunny cutie?” 

You instantly shook your head, knowing that Kyle would be sad if he missed anything or if any of his friends and frat brothers got hurt. You forced on a smile and tugged at your curled hair. “It’s fine, bunny cutie sugar, let’s just have some fun.” 

Kyle grinned and grabbed your hand before starting to search for a familiar face.You spotted some people from your college and turned quickly before they could see you and kept yourself glued to Kyle until you two reached the kitchen of the grand home, where Kyle let out a holler and tugged himself out of your grip. You looked to see a group of Kyle’s frat brothers, who were all dressed the same, with frat t-shirts with popped collars and khakis. Kyle was wearing the same but you had convinced him that the popped collar was not in, and never would be. 

“Kyle, my man!” Steven Kurt yelled out, lifting his beer in the air and enveloping Kyle into a bro hug. “Just the man I wanted to see! Hey bro, you got any weed?” 

You stiffened as the question hit the air and Kyle coughed loudly before shaking his head. “Na, man. I brought Y/N around, man. You know she doesn’t like for me to sell anymore.” 

Steven and the gang all turned to you as you stood there with your back straight and a fake smile plastered on. Eyes were instantly raking your body up and down and all around as Kyle grabbed two beers from the fridge. 

When Steven was done eyeing you, he smiled and shook his head at Kyle’s hands, before grabbing a red solo cup that they had all been shrouding over, speed walking over to you so he reached you before Kyle. 

“Y/N, a special brew for a special lady.” He bowed slightly, staring you in the eyes all the while, a smirk on his face. 

You grabbed the cup reluctantly so you would not seem rude. Some part of you was hesitant because you didn’t know Steven all that well, but the other part of you that flashed pictures of Kyle’s face when he was begging you to come filled with disappointment made you shrug your shoulders. Steven was Kyle’s friend, and from what you knew pretty cool and he didn’t seem like the type of person to do anything bad.

You brought the cup to your lips and took a large gulp, causing the group of frats to cheer right before Kyle walked over with a worried look and the two beers. 

“What was in that, man?” Kyle yelled to Steven over the yells as you let out a whoop and shook your head from the horrible taste.

Steven shook his head and looked over to Kyle with a smirk as the boys crowded around you, guiding you to the dance floor. “Nothing man, just bourbon and coke.” 

Steven tried to follow but Kyle yanked at his arm. “No, what the fuck man, I know all about your ‘special brews’ and that’s my girlfriend asshole! What was in there?”

“Chill, man!” Steven shoved Kyle off of him and into the island before smirking even more. “You once said what’s yours is ours, right?” And then he sauntered out, leaving Kyle speechless and horrified. 

Half an hour later you were on the dance floor, feeling slightly dizzier than what a half cup of bourbon and coke should have made you feel. Multiple times when you went to the bathroom Kyle had walked over and insisted that you leave the party with him, but you always pushed him away, arguing that he was the reason you were there in the first place. “Lighten up!” You had yelled at him as you sat on the toilet and he sat facing the inside of the shower. “I’m not even drinking a lot, Kyle. I don’t want to get too drunk. Let me have some fun, please honey pot?” 

You eventually left him without an answer. 

But halfway through an incredibly bass-y song you were starting to sweat and lose focus of your eyesight, and you could feel bile swimming up your throat. You stumbled through the crowd, pushing with haste at a familiar boy with curly blond hair who caught you when you almost fell, running to the bathroom. You fell through a white door and fell onto a carpeted floor, throwing up your dinner and a brown substance. You fell to the side of it, as you felt footsteps coming nearer. You slowly regained your vision but your limbs were feeling incredibly numb.

“Aw, fuck Ross, she threw the shit up, what the fuck! You said it would work!” A voice that seemed far away as you tried to move. There was a loud thump and you felt body heat next to you on your vomit. 

“Ew! The fuck, man! It’s a different kind of shit, dick wad! It should still do the trick.”

“Well it better fucking work because I had to knock the shit out of Kyle so he would leave us for a few. He’ll be back, though, I promise. Now go and guard the door. I got a lot for this bitch, walking in wearing that damn outfit knowing that it would make someone horny. She was begging for this to happen.” 

You slowly started to come to your senses, and you tried your best to move, but your body seemed out of your control except for your fingers. There was shuffling and you opened your eyes, just as arms wrapped around you and placed you on something that your body sunk into. A bed that wasn’t yours, with a face above you that was not your boyfriends, slowly tugging at the hem of your romper.

“What the fuck? How do you take this shit off?” Steven, you recognized, was starting to get agitated as he began roughly tugging at the bottom of your romper, and you whimpered as the lace rubbed harshly on your skin as your shoulders began to gain feeling again.

“Steven,” You groaned out as the lace started to scratch too harshly at your skin, making you whimper in pain.

The tall brunette stopped tugging at your romper and shuddered in pleasure and ground his hips into yours, causing tears to prick your eyes. “Fuck, say my name again.” 

“Steven please stop!” You raised your voice the best you could, tears pricking your eyes. 

Steven stopped and growled, suddenly flipping you onto your back, where the button and zipper to your romper were. He started to work on them, ignoring the loud pounds on the wall that had started up. “Don’t cry, Y/N. I know you’ve wanted this for a long time. I see the way you laugh at my jokes, touch my arm, and look me up and down. You want me.” 

Tears began to run down your face at the horrible experience that you were about to go through, hoping that the feeling wouldn’t return to your bottom half. Then suddenly his fingers stopped and there was the sound of another zipper as he started to yank the shoulders of your romper down with one hand.

“HELP!” You gained the courage and energy suddenly, just as the door of the room was thrown open and Steven was suddenly fell to the floor suddenly from the force of you pushing up and the shock of the door banging open. 

He lay on the ground, dick out, just as a blond guy you recognized as Kyle, your boyfriend, ran forward and kicked him square in the side of the face. He yelled something you didn’t quite catch as you fell to the floor as well, your romper halfway down without a care, only the thought of escape on your mind. You dragged yourself with your arms as feeling regained to your thighs.

“What’s mine is mine, Steven. You sick ass bastard.” 

You glanced back quickly, sobs escaping your body, to see that Steven was knocked out cold, and Kyle was advancing at you quickly. You started to hyperventilate slightly, your breathing increasing as you tried to move your knees to get away quickly. 

“Baby, Y/N, it’s me.” Kyle sobbed out, placing his hand on your bare back. 

The touch made you cry harder as you let yourself fall back on the ground to escape his hands. There were loud sobs behind you as you silently cried into the carpet, letting your mouth open in a silent scream. “Y/N please, I’m so sorry I let him touch you. Baby, please it’s me Kyle.” 

The touch returned, this time warmer and calming, and you still sobbed, but did nothing when the fingers traveled to re-button and adjust your romper and close it up. 

The next parts were a blur, and you let yourself black out slightly, and the next thing you knew you were sober, dressed in night wear, and in your bed. You were still crying, but Kyle was sitting at the edge of your bed, scared to touch you, with his own tears climbing down his cheeks.

“K-kyle?” You asked, not meaning for the sobs to start back up. Kyle closed his eyes in pain as he saw the bruises lacing your thighs and the red marks on your shoulders. You hand’t even felt the squeezes that he had been doing on your legs. “Kyle, please just come hug me. I need a hug, bottle baby, please.” 

Kyle cried harder and crawled over to you, gently pulling you into his arms, placing kisses on your head softly. “I’m here, baby. Always, honey sugar. I love you, Y/N. I’m your protector, remember?” 


Sorry it’s a bit rushed at the end.

Thanks for the request @thoughtfullyyoungduck !! Hope you enjoy!

Patchwork Staccato
Patchwork Staccato

i can explain.mp3

so one night I decided it was a good idea to take a break from working on the Happiness AU for a night, and so I checked out the Sans/Alphys tag on AO3 just out of curiosity. I found this fic that killed me inside and for some reason I thought of this song

the fic itself is more of a Kagerou Daze situation (except it’s very one-sided because each time always ends with the same person dying and there’s no way out of that)?? but I can’t really do that song because, well, someone else beat me to it. but at least we get to keep the PDX wave going

ust: athilove 101

Online review of captain babysitters

As requested by anon. :)

Previously, we looked at the reviews written by hapless human parents about Quincy babysitters. But what if they instead hired the shinigami captains to watch their kids? What kinds of reviews might be left then?

1. Ukitake

Ukitake is great with kids, and the kids loved him! He played all of their favorite games, told them great stories, and even came with a basket of candy! My kids cannot stop talking about him!

However, I had to take off one star because he collapsed mid-evening and had to be rushed to the emergency room. Apparently that happens to him a lot.

4/5 stars, would recommend if there’s an emergency room nearby and your kids know how to dial 911

2. Komamura

you have to prepare yourself if you hire this dude he shows up in a GIANT REALISTIC WOLF SUIT and yeah, i know - why would you hire a guy who wears a giant realistic wolf suit?

but komamura was actually really great - very polite, very well-spoken, very good with the kids who loved having a ‘giant puppy’ as a baby sitter

plus like my kids now keep talking about how ‘everyone is beautiful’ and how animals and humans both deserve respect and i dunno i like giant wolf guy

so like don’t believe what you read onlne about furries theyre all right

3. Soi Fon

I would NOT recommend this babysitter.

She made my children do “ninja training drills” all evening, whatever those are. My son was in TEARS saying how she told him that snacks were “weakness personified.” They were CHIPS. HEALTHY CHIPS

My daughter meanwhile keeps throwing paper ninja stars at things. I don’t know WHERE she keeps getting them or WHY she’s so good at it but it is really starting to concern me.

4. Gin

Pros: My kids really loved him. They said he was “fun.”

Cons: He’s super creepy. Like, so creepy. Like, when I look at him all I can think about are snakes and I don’t know why. Also ever since he left, my kids will not stop “pranking” me and it’s driving me nuts and I think it’s his fault. I hate him. Do not hire him. Do not. Please. He’s so creepy.

5. Kyoraku

Hire if you want a babysitter who is very relaxed and chill - some babysitters get very anxious about watching somebody else’s kids but not this guy. He’s obviously been doing this a long time because he was very comfortable. Also he had a bunch of children’s games prepared. The shadow one seems a little weird but my kids liked it so I guess it’s okay.

6. Kenpachi

Do. Not. Under. Any. Circumstance. Hire. This. Man. He showed up with a sword and asked which of my kids was the STRONGEST! After that I don’t know because I slammed and locked the door and missed my play.

7. Kurotsuchi

Never actually hired this babysitter I just want to warn other parents about his “vetting” process. Usually we parents interview the babysitter and not vice versa but this babysitter had a very long questionnaire that he required the parents to fill out and I got very bad vibes from it. Like, it asked if my kids had any “special abilities.” What does that even mean? Susie is good at soccer so I put that. Anyway, I filled out the questionnaire against my better judgment and you know what happened? He said that HE wasn’t interested because my kids were not “special” enough. What the fuck. What the actual fuck. My kids are very special fuck you man.

8. Hitsugaya

Personally I am okay with younger babysitters - like some teens like to babysit to make extra money and that is okay. But twelve is too young. And when I politely told Hitsugaya that he was too young to watch my kids he got really upset. “I am not twelve!” Yeah, sure, your childish tantrum is very convincing you twelve year old. 

9. Aizen

Fantastic babysitter. Organized, polite, responsible. He had a detailed plan for the evening which was maybe a little too detailed, but I guess that just means he’s well prepared. The only thing I would caution is that he’ll call YOU when he thinks it’s time for you to have another date night and that’s a little weird.

10. Shinji

Shinji is the best for real. Very silly, very funny, really great with kids. He apparently told silly stories and played dress up and helped my kids do handstands. My son wants to wear ties all the time now - so adorable!!!

11. Unohana

I have never been a fan of babysitters who just want the kids to like them. That’s important of course, but some babysitters will let the kids get away with anything. One babysitter I had in the past let my kids eat candy for dinner. They were sick all night, of course. Ridiculous.

That is why Unohana is so great. She’s kind but firm, and she has such an air of authority that my kids obeyed her and did not try to get away with stuff as they normally do. Plus, she has first aid training which is fantastic. 

The only thing is that her bedtime stories are apparently really violent and involve a lot of murder. Which is weird, but everything else is so good and my kids didn’t seem to mind so I think it is okay.

12. Tosen

don’t be put off that he’s blind it doesn’t make him any less good at watching the kids. he talked a lot in the interview about how fair he is. that is very important to him. so very very important.

anyway my kids talk about justice a lot now

13. Kensei

Yelling “SMILE YOU HAVE A BABYSITTER” is not an appropriate way to greet children. Would not hire again.

14. Yamamoto

I don’t mean to be ageist but I was a little worried when a very very old man showed up. what if he died while watching my kids?? And my kids say he did fall asleep partway through so that’s not good. But my kids did enjoy braiding his eyebrows and beard and he kept the bows in all night so that was nice.

3/5 stars 

15. Rose

He brought instruments and taught my kids a bunch of songs. They had a great time!! Also they keep talking about their muse lol 


My kids love Byakuya!!! They love how funny he is - he’s always asking them silly questions like “Did you steal those goldfish from your neighbor’s pond” and making up silly rules like “Please don’t create any secret passageways in the walls I hate it when children do that.” They laughed and laughed! And do not even get me started on that silly “Admiral Seaweed” puppet he has - he pretends to be so serious about it and my kids just ROAR with laughter!

For some reason he won’t return my calls to come back but seriously he’s great.

anonymous asked:

I can't get Kent singing 'for good' from wicked out of my head for some reason. I don't even know why he's singing it but damn it won't leave me alone. Also Broadway Kent who can sing, does his own special version of Ariana grandes Into You for tater (I'll never be over that song). Also imagine tater by knowing much but Kent always talks about Hamilton and tater surprises him with tickets !! Or buying front tow tickets to the new show Kent is doing for like a week straight to show his support!

yes yes!!! to all of these!! (also unrelated but i got inspired so here’s an angsty meet-Jack-again backstory thing ive been thinking of for the broadway Kent AU)

Kent kind of got the idea that Tater doesn’t like musical theater as much as he does like watching Kent perform (although Tater is fascinated by ballet and can stay awake during the entire thing; Kent can’t stand ballet–there’s that one scene from The Mindy Project that he’ll always remember, where these two guys observe a ballet practice and one of them has to pinch his own nipple to keep from falling asleep–Kent knows which one he is). Point is, Tater shows a lot of support by buying him all these tickets and attending the same shows over and over, always ready at the end with a huge bouquet of flowers and the loudest, most boisterous claps. 

But Kent still hasn’t been to one of Tater’s games.

Yes, of course he wants to, and yes, it’s mostly because their schedules rarely match up, but he knows Tater wants to introduce him to the Falconers officially before he does the namedrop so it can be a fun surprise, like “Hey, I’m dating Kent Parson! He’s famous! He sings and has like a bunch of Tonys and once he voiced a character in a Disney movie. Yes, that Kent Parson!”, blah blah blah. Which is all good and well, since he knows Tater’s fiercely proud of his team and in turn, the Falconers are fiercely proud of Tater, so the problem doesn’t necessarily lie in Kent himself.

It’s Jack Zimmermann, their alternate. 

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The most lovely @nyxswaifu tagged me! So, here we go. 

Tag 20 blogs you would like to get to know: Fuck, guys, I’m so sorry. Please don’t feel obligated to do it. But if you do, tag me in it so I can definitely creep on you. 

@itshaejinju @gladihoes @hypaalicious @clemberly @letsglamourcharm @standbyme-ffxv @sylleblossompetals @atarostarling @melodux @alexthecowardlylion @royaldumptruck @sunshinechocobro @prince-narcolepsy @rubyphilomela @nenoka

Nicknames: Jessi | Jess | SuKa | Pumpkin, to some.

Zodiac sign: Virgo. 

Height: 5′3″.

Last thing you googled: “Handsome Jack scar references” - for cosplay reasons.

Favorite music artist: Dir en Grey will always be my ride-or-die favorite. But Combichrist is my close second. <3 

Song stuck in your head: “Retrograde” by James Blake. I’m currently working on a choreography about overcoming labels I set on myself. 

Last movie you watched: Jurassic World (on Sunday! Because dinosaurs and plot holes!)

What are you wearing right now: Black flats, white and gray striped wrap dress, and my standard jewelry of 7 bracelets, two rings, a necklace, and my piercing jewelry.

Why did you choose your URL: I thought I was being cutesey and clever. Surprise. I’m neither. LOL.

Do you have any other blogs: I used to run a dance blog, but I abandoned it pretty quickly. This has now become my source for everything.

What did your last relationship teach you: I deserved so much better. Never settle for less. And no means no, there doesn’t need to be a fucking reason why.

Religious or Spiritual: I like to believe there’s something else out there. Something that gives me faith. I usually say shit like, “The universe obviously had different plans for me today” when things don’t go my way. So, spiritual. My family had tried to make me religious - that ended very quickly.

Favorite color: Can I say black? Because black. Otherwise, purple.

Average hours of sleep: 4-8 hours. There is no happy medium. Either I sleep 4, or I’m out for 8. 

Lucky number: 13. The date I married Brian.

Favorite characters: Sweet, sweet Gladiolus [FFXV], Dante [DMC / DmC, I love them both], Vergil [DMC], Squall Leonhart [FFVIII], Seifer Almasy [FFVIII], Selphie Tilmitt [FFVIII], Mordecai [Borderlands], Handsome Jack [Borderlands], Rhys [Tales from the Borderlands]. I mean I basically love everyone, so…

How many blankets do you sleep with: Three! I can never have enough blankets. A quilt, a big comforter that’s black and white, and a ouija throw blankie.

Dream job: I would love to own my own bakery. I love to make sweets. Watching people eat the things I bake makes my heart swell. <3

Everlong (Acoustic Version)
Foo Fighters

the 60 day song challenge:

day 26 - a song that makes you want to fall in love

Everlong by Foo Fighters

i like the acoustic and the original version, but the acoustic one gets me all sappy

Breathe out.
So I can breathe you in.
Hold you in.
And now,
I know you’ve always been,
out of your head.

anonymous asked:

how can people think that nick wrote stay for selena? Don't they love her? She fucking cried because of that song it broke her heart

Sorry for the late reply but I haven’t really been on for the past two days and I wanted to take this ask as a chance to talk about Stay. Really talk about Stay. Actually, about both Nick’s Stay and Miley’s Stay. Yes, people (Nelena stans) think Stay was about her because he first performed it in January 2010 when they were dating again and she was attending that particular concert. And since she cried, every single one of them assumed it was because she got emotional over the song he wrote her. I couldn’t disagree more.

Let’s start with some context. As we all know, Miley and Nick definitely had some kind of reunion in 2009. It started with a hug on stage and the looks at the Golden Globes in January 2009, then lovely pics at the KCA in March, the lunch date in April, Miley’s breakup with Justin Gaston articles in early June, Before the Storm (the tweets about the writing, the live performance in June), the jet ski pics in potato camera quality (to my fellow Larry shippers: Wellington camera level, seriously), Send it on in the summer, Larry King with Joe’s confirmation (’Nobody’s as famous as Miley Cyrus’), then Miley’s enigmatic tweets and pics (which were actually pretty obvious) in August about love and talking to someone on the phone for hours, and missing someone (she was filming The Last Song at the time, so to those who think she was already in love with Liam and those were about him: sorry but no, because he was with her on set, sooo…). Then it basically all stopped and Miley turned up with Liam on the Wonder World Tour and Nick with Selena.

Now, on the WWT DVD, which was filmed in December 2009, at one point Miley sings a couple of verses from her Stay, which was on the Can’t be tamed album that came out about 6 months later, which means she had already written it/she was writing it. Nick first performed Stay live in early January 2010.

Now let’s talk about those lyrics. Nick’s Stay is literally a reply to Miley’s 7 things which the whole world knows it was about Nick.

7 things:

Your hand in mine when we’re intertwined, everything’s alright


Your hand in mine, babe,
Feels right somehow.

7 things:

the previous relationship we shared
It was awesome, but we lost it


We’ve had our past (I know),
let’s leave that behind.
Cause none of it lasts,
All that we have is tonight

7 things:

I probably shouldn’t say this
But at times I get so scared
When I think about the previous
Relationship we shared


I know you’re scared,
But I promise, babe,
I’m not who I was before.
Now the pain is done,
there’s no need to be afraid.
We don’t have time to waste,
Just tell me that you’ll stay.

I mean… yeah.

Besides, considering that he first performed it on January 7th, even though we don’t know when exactly he wrote it, I think it’s safe to say it could easily have been at the end of 2009. So whether it was written to try and prevent their second falling out or as a way to cope with their breakup, I’m quite convinced she had already performed it for Nick before, which makes me believe his Stay is a reply to hers and hers is not about Liam like she tried to convince the general public in those interviews to promote Can’t be Tamed (besides the fact that during the Gypsy Heart Tour she replied ‘it’s not that easy’ to a sign that said ‘if you ask Nick he’ll stay’). Why? Let’s look at Miley’s Stay lyrics for a second, shall we?

Well it’s good to hear your voice
I hope you’re doing fine
And if you ever wonder
I’m lonely here tonight
I’m lost here in this moment
And time keeps slipping by
And if I could have just one wish
I’d have you by my side
Ooh oh, I miss you
Ooh oh, I need you

Doesn’t this remind you of those phone calls and tweets in August? And wouldn’t it fit if they weren’t in a good place/had just broken up and she realized she still wanted to be with him by feeling the same as she did when they were together but physically apart back in August because he was on tour and she was on the set of a movie?

I love you more than I did before
And if today I don’t see your face
Nothing’s changed, no one can take your place
It gets harder, everyday
Say you love me more than you did before
And I’m sorry it’s this way

How could she say that about someone (Liam) she had never been in a relationship before? Someone she was dating for the first time in her life? Right, she couldn’t because it wouldn’t make any sense.

Well I try to live without you

Same thing here: how could she try to live without someone she had never been apart from before?

Nick’s Stay:

Beautiful, one of a kind.
You’re something special babe,
And don’t even realize
That you’re my heart’s desire.

Miley’s Stay:

I never wanna lose you
And if I had to I would choose you
So stay, please always stay
You’re the one that I hold onto
‘Cause my heart would stop without, you
[…] Nothing’s changed, no one can take your place

They were on the same page. For some reason even though things weren’t going so well they still needed each other and wanted to be with one another.

And finally…

Miley’s Stay:

And if you ask me I will stay, I will stay
I’ll always stay

Nick’s Stay:

Just tell me that you’ll stay.

He asked her to stay just like she wanted him to do, and to do that he basically replied to THE Niley breakup song which is 7 things. The one where she put all her anger and any type of feeling about her heartbreak.

Now, to (finally) get to the point: Selena is not stupid, she never was. She was just a bit naive maybe, but not stupid. When she heard that song all the pieces of the puzzle fit and she realized Nick was just using her once again to fill the void inside of him left by the breakup with Miley. She realized that just like in 2008 he wasn’t really into her, but just trying to cope with Miley’s absence, once again. She realized he probably wouldn’t ever feel the same way she felt about him, and love her as much as he loved Miley. And that, OF COURSE, broke her heart. That’s why she was crying. And that’s why by February 2010 we had articles about Nick and Selena’s breakup. The second and last breakup.

This turned out even longer than I expected it to be and I’m pretty sure you anon were not expecting such a long-ass answer either but I had been keeping this to myself for way too long and this message was the perfect one to let it all out, so thank you (and congrats to you if you got to the end of this. And to everyone else who stumbled across this post and did the same).

Alphabet Tag

Eyyyy more shit no one’s interested about hearing from meeeee XD

I was tagged by the very lovely @welp-that-didnt-work and she’s a huge nerd so go look at her edits and aesthetic stuff (it’s pretty cool).

Rules- answer the questions and tag any blogs you want to get to know better

A - Age: 15

B - Birthplace: Bengbu

C - Current time: 15:48

D - Drink you last had: I’m always a slut for water so H2O.

E - Easiest person to talk to: I mean I just have no filter and rant to anybody and everybody so everyone?

F - Favorite song: Mmm at the moment probably No Words (DODIE CLARK FUCKED ME UP IM CRYING)

G - Grossest memory: There’s probably worse but this morning I threw up blood and it mixed with blood dripping from my arm and that freaked me out for some reason.

H - Horror- NO NO NO I’M A WUSS (except psychological thriller books- then sign me up)

I - In love: Guys. At the tender age of 15, I think I’ve found my true love. You may think it is too early, and that we are too naive to know what love really is, but I know that I have found The One^TM. I fucking love cats have you seen the little balls of love and fur and happiness they are perfect and amazing and I love them. If we’re talking platonically, I guess I love my friends who are wonderful and perfect people who deserve the best in life too. They’re okay, I guess.

J - Jealous of people: I’m super jealous of everyone because I’m a shitty person but I try not to act on it. Like, what would you do anyways? I’m hella incompetent and ugly but just because someone else is smarter than me I’m not going to be a dick. I’m already an asshole.

K - Killed people: Yes. 72 bazillion people. Just the average kill count for the average teenage girl.

L - Love at first sight or should i walk by again: I am a very impulsive, fickle, and emotional person. So yes.

M - Middle name: Alexander (but that was given when I was naturalized, not born)

N - Number of siblings: An older brother and sister

O - One wish: But if you tell a wish, it won’t come true.

P - Person you last called: Does Skype count? If so a friend from a state over. If not then a friend to ask them if they had someone else’s key :d

Q - Question you’re always asked: Just “Why?” I do weird shit and make no sense especially to myself so \_(0-o)_/

R - Reasons to smile: kitters, puppers and doggos, music, friends

S - Song you last sang: A Love Song/A Non Love Song. Recorded an audition with my friend but I’m sick so it’s shit but the deadline is tomorrow ;-;

T - Tattoos: I have a tiny one that thankfully is mainly covered by my bra, so I have no issues changing and stuff. I hate it. After that, I don’t think I’ll ever get another real tattoo. If I change my mind though, maybe a very small pair of angel wings or the neda symbol or a teal ribbon. You can probably figure out them all, I don’t need to say why. Yup I’m fucked up :D

U - Underwear color: I’m colourblind. Also that’s weird XD

V - Vacation: I went back to China two years ago. I go to Boston a lot, but I don’t know if it counts as vacation as I’m usually there to go to the Boston Medical Centre. The General Hospital is nearby too which is helpful sometimes and my brother goes to a college near them both so that’s the only reason why my mom takes me there.

X - X-rays: My last one was pretty recent like two weeks ago. It was to check out my sacrum and hips.

Z - Zodiac sign: Scorpio

Tags: @blink-kid @spoopy-scurry @cherryslushy @queer-knight @silent–kitten

im trying to calm myself down with silent hill songs. like the ones with mary elizabeth mcglynn (? i can never get her name right…) they always calm me for some reason

Someone Else

The wonderful hazuki22 requested a Sam x reader based on Someone Else by Miley Cyrus, where Sam and the reader have feelings for one another, but she is hesitant because of a past heartbreak. Hope you enjoy it, my darling!

Word Count: 1169

Before I could say anything, Sam leaned forward and changed the radio station.

“Hey, that’s a good song!” Dean complained from the driver’s seat.

“Get over it,” Sam said calmly. He glanced in the rear view mirror, caught my eye, and smiled. I took a deep, calming breath and smiled back.

Sam recognized that song and knew that it was not one I wanted to hear. Too many memories. He was always so sweet, taking care of me without making a big deal out of it.

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here’s some 40s music to get you in the victory spirit!

i. boogie woogie bugle boy // the andrews sisters

ii. coming in on a wing and a prayer // song makers

iii. praise the lord and pass the ammunition // kay kyser

iv. riders in the sky // peggy lee

v. oh johnny, oh johnny! // the andrews sisters

vi. long ago and far away // frank sinatra

vii. mañana (is soon enough for me) // peggy lee

viii. i love you for sentimental reasons // nat king cole

iv. you always hurt the one you love // the mills brothers

x. yes, indeed! // tommy dorsey

xi. don’t fence me in // bing crosby & the andrews sisters

xii. the white cliffs of dover // vera lynn

xiii. i’ll pray for you // the andrews sisters


anonymous asked:

Yoongi is my UB and for some reason his works always gets me, so to hear that new release today that seems to be a mix of First Love and So Far Away is so ethereal. Jin and Jk were so great in it too

I relate to this so much. His works always make me feel so much. This version of So Far Away was so nostalgic, and the feeling was much sweeter than the original. It’s the kind of song I’d listen before I go to sleep :’) Jin and Jk’s voices added so much emotion to it (although i still love the version with Suran, but Idk it feels more intimate?)

currently in love with

two o’ the lads tagged me in this thing so I guess I gotta do it

One Song: Sukiyaki by Kyu Sakamoto (60s Japanese pop? yes pls)

Two Movies: um T2 obviously and The Big Chill (always)

Three Series: M*A*S*H as usual, the get down is good so far, ummmm the new season of ointb is decent

Four People: the lads ofc, Hector Barbossa, Hector Barbossa, Hector Barbossa

Five Foods: creamsicles for some reason lmao, nectarines, veggie burgers, spinach

I randomly decided to go through all my followed blogs and tag a bunch of people and holy shit there are some awesome people I used to talk to all the time that I never do/people whose blogs I really enjoy but never talk to? anyway do that thing, people:

@tryingtobesophisticatedhere @abulletandaredlight @kiwiwatermelonsupreese @twinpoetry @davidboobie @catesstrophe @broomheadz @christophermoltisanti @wallacebeach @saulgoodman @jimmy-mcgill @glasshell @mileskaneyanot

❝Somehow I always get STRONGER, when I’m on me second SEVENTH drink,❞ he laughed quietly to himself before taking another swig from his drink.  ❝Even though I HATE t’ admit it sometimes I smoke cigarettes. The Christian folks say I should QUIT it. I just smile and say “GOD BLESS"❞ 

 Digger gave another hearty laugh as a thought popped into his head. He turned to his companion, giving them a rough pat on the back. ❝ ‘Cause I heard Jesus, he drank wine 'n’ I bet WE’D GET ALONG JUST FINE. He could CALM a storm 'n’ HEAL the blind 'n’ I bet he’d UNDERSTAND a heart like mine.❞


Tag thingy 💀🤘🏼✨

Tagged by the loml @attackonmomo ✨💕
Age: 19 (20 in a month)
Birth place: Miami
Current time: 12:38 am
Drink you last had: Strawberry milk!!
Easiest person to talk to: @attackonmomo
@foreverpersonafan and possibly my best friend Serah 
Favourite song: Part of me by neck deep 
Grossest memory: uhh idk 
In love: with possibly someone 
Jealous of people: NAHH 
Killed someone: Mebe
Love at first sight or should I walk by again: LOVE AT FIRST SIGHT BABE 
Middle name: Alyse (pronounced like uh-lease )
Number of siblings: 4 (including half siblings )
One wish: to stop being a depressed neet (if that’s too complicated I’ll take getting a pet hamster or some shit)
Person you called last: my brother??
Question you’re always asked: “Chloe,why the fuck do you own so many mugs??"
Reason to smile: I feel like I’m moving in life now 
Song you last sang: I am a say fight for me from Heathers??? 
Time you woke up: 10 ish 
Underwear colour: pink!! 
Vacation: i love going to ft Myers 
Worst habit: overthinking
X-rays: I had to get one done to see if I had bronchitis if that counts 
Your favourite food: gonna say vaca frita or anything pork related 
Zodiac sign: Gemini
Tagging: @swaggy-grandpa @foreverpersonafan @drhu0806 @stay-gold-jojo @booky-the-undead15

Of Course

Summary: It’s very simple. You take turns saying a question or a statement and the other person is only allowed to answer with of course. No matter what you say.”

Michael is determined never to fall for someone he works with, but equally determined to find out who Gavin’s secret crush is. And when Gavin comes up with a new game, Michael immediately finds a way to turn it against him.



Like many regrettable things, it happened on a stake out.

Michael was not particularly fond of stake outs, and the crew rarely had cause to do one, but right now they were waiting to see if a rival gang had been meeting up with one of their main clients on the sly. They’d been here three hours and counting and he still wasn’t quite sure if it would have been better if he was on his own instead of with Ryan and Gavin.

The sun had set while they were here. Gavin had already left the car to make two separate McDonalds runs (“Look, I didn’t know that I wanted a McFlurry the first time. Sometimes you just don’t feel like dessert yet, right?”) and Michael had played so much Crossy Road that when he blinked he saw small animals jumping into traffic on the backs of his eyelids. On the plus side, he’d beaten Gavin’s high score.

But they’d reached the ‘awkward silence’ stage of the evening, because after Ryan made the comment “The easiness of cleaning blood off a tiled floor has gotta be weighed against how slippery the tiles get - when you slit someone’s jugular, it’s like a fucking pressure hose, y’know?” all Michael and Gavin could do was sort of look at each other and say “I see” and at that point Ryan had slit the jugular of the fucking conversation because really, what were you meant to say to that?

At least until Gavin declared, “Let’s play a game!”

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it-doesnt-make-a-difference  asked:

Sooo, how u got into HIM, into GNR and into PTV? :D

omg I swear to god… I wrote this super long reply and accidentally closed the tumblr tab… now it’s all gone… fml xD now you get the short version^^



my brother showed me some songs in 2011, then I totally randomly and for no reasons scrolled through the HIM tag on tumblr at some point and realized I should listen to more songs and that’s what got it all started^^

Guns N’ Roses

I’ve always loved Welcome To The Jungle so much, I always thought it’s THE 80s Hard Rock anthem or something (I still do tbh)^^ then I watched Interview with the Vampire last year, searched for the soundtrack on youtube, found out that the last song, Sympathy for the Devil, was a cover by GNR and then I realized that their music was just made for me.. xD

Pierce The Veil

I’m not even sure anymore, it started in 2014… I’ve known their song Match Into Water for a long time but I never really liked their music… then I decided (and I don’t know why anymore) to give their music another try and I actually got into sleeping with sirens and pierce the veil at the same time but my love for PTV is stronger :P