So I finally went through omgeverythingplease and here are things that I didn’t know
  • Bitty is OBSESSED with food. OBSESSED.
  • Boy has a *problem*
  • Like I know we like to headcanon that Bitty goes into some sort of media, but he’s more likely to become a food critic. Basically he’s more into the “baking” part of “baking vlog” than the “vlog” part.
  • Holster is a grumpy messy bitch.
  • For real, the team seriously debated who was grumpier: Jack or Holster
  • (for like, a hot second, before the answer became obvious)
  • (It’s Jack. Jack is the grumpiest)
  • Ransom and Bitty are very close friends. Close enough that Bitty chirps Holster that he’s being replaced via tweet.
  • Ransom and Bitty get PSLs from “ ‘Bucks”.
  • That is a quote. Eric Richard Bittle has called Starbucks, ‘Bucks.
  • (I bet he calls Target, Tar-zhay too)
  • This one was a bit more analytical: we found out about Jack coaching peewee via Bitty’s twitter
  • Bitty is the one who tells us that the Jack says the kids call him “Coach Z”
  • Because Bitty is the one who typed out the tweet, if the kids called Jack “Coach Zed”, he would have spelled out “Zed.”
  • Therefore we can assume that the kids called Jack “Coach Zee” and not “Coach Zed”
  • However this revelation by Jack was immediately followed by a debate over Zee vs. Zed. So who really knows?
  • I still don’t know how either of them pronounces “pecan”
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in which jack and shitty accidentally date

based on a dream I had, I present: a short semi-fic about Jack and Shitty and their day-long, beautiful relationship.

Basically, this is what happens:

At a kegster during their freshmen year, in which Shitty is running around being the life of the party even though he’s a freshman, Jack is also in attendance– talking to Berger and Marsh in the kitchen. Jack is there, partly to keep an eye on Shitty, partly because he is surprised by how much he does like some of the guys on his team, mostly because they had won today and Jack is in quite a good mood. Not a good enough mood that he is going to risk going into the living room where music is blasting, but in a good enough mood that he is holding a solo cup of beer and chilling in the kitchen, chatting with Berger and Marsh. He is at ease as Jack ever is– laughing good naturedly as they tease both him and each other and of course, this is when the trouble starts.

The trouble is this: Marsh is drunk and excited that Jack has actually shown up to a Haus kegster and since Jack seems to be in a good mood, Marsh decides to take a risk and ask Jack a Question. More specifically, Marsh rams an friendly elbow into Jack’s ribs and goes:

“Yo, Zimmermann, you like anyone on campus yet?”

A few months prior, that question would have made Jack freeze up. But now, Jack smiles easily (because honestly, it is a rather respectful question– “like” instead of “fuck”; “anyone” instead of assuming “girl”) and he certainly doesn’t want to get into his romantic history or lack of crushes so he smiles, shrugs, and says

“Nah, love’s shitty,” It’s still friendly and he smiles and asks Berg about his crush that the whole team knows about and that should be that.

The problem, however, is that what Alex Berger and Carter Marsh heard was not “Nah, love’s shitty,” but “I’m in love with Shitty.”

Which, of course, is a much bigger deal. 

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Rogue: Say something mean to me.
Ranger: *Sigh* Just do whatever you’re going to do.
Rogue: No, say something mean! That way this will be easier!
Ranger: What if I tell you you’re wasting my fucking time with this stupid conversation?
Rogue: That’ll work. *Proceeds to reopen a bad wound from the prior night.*
Ranger: Why do you do these things?
Rogue: What, it needs to look realistic! *Coughs up blood* …That’s not blood.
Ranger: Just. Stop and hurry up so I can heal you and then smack you again.
Rogue: Fair enough!

but like a tinder reveal tho
  • like have you ever just sat with your friends while you all swipe through tinder?
  • and like gush over the people you match with and laugh over dumb profiles and screenshot the people you know?
  • idk i feel like ladybug and chat noir would do that when they’re bored
  • like chat noir would automatically cheer really loudly whenever he matches (which happens a lot and ladybug’s like “what the hell he’s an actual dork these girls have no idea”)
  • and whenever ladybug matches chat noir leans over, squints at the profile, and jokes around with her and says stuff like “eh, whatever, my abs are way better.”
  • chat noir has like double the amount of matches that ladybug has (”jeez, are you famous or something?”) but ladybug gets so many superlikes and chat noir is high-key not surprised because if he could he’d superlike her too
  • but then one day they’re both swiping and ladybug freaking screams because Adrien’s tinder profile shows up in her stack and it shows that he’s less than a mile away
  • (LB: “oh my god, why is he out here so late?
  • CN: “HAHA. ha. um. hey. who knows? he’s a model, right? probably….model…type…..things.”)
  • and chat noir isn’t trying to be pushy but he asks her “sooooooo, are you gonna swipe right?”
  • all the while practically begging in his head for her to say yes, oh my god say yes, please swipe right, please do it, it would make this evening magical. 
  • and ladybug’s just like “ugh we probably won’t match :/” and chat noir’s like “the dude would literally be an idiot if he didn’t match with you.” 
  • so ladybug decides to screw it and swipes right and she howls because YES! IT’S A MATCH! WE MATCHED OH MY GOD I MATCHED WITH ADRIEN AGRESTE HOLY SHIT
  • and then chat’s phone buzzes immediately after
  • with a notification from tinder
  • because he has a new match
  • and it’s marinette
  • and he damn near drops his phone from the top of the gd notre dame
Oops, spoilers! (Philip Hamilton x Reader)

Requested by anon: “Hello there! Could you do a Phillip x reader? Maybe he could be flirting with some girls and you roll your eyes and all that and he tries to flirt with you? THANKS FRIEND”

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This was really fun to write! Thank you, and I hope you like it!

So this is a one shot I did. It takes place in an AU where the reader attends their freshman year at college. 

Warnings: None. I think. Yes, this is pretty much all fluff! 

Word count: 1,476

It was your freshman year at college, and you had barely started to unpack your dorm. After only three days of classes, you had realized that you’d have to do a lot more reading to pass this particular class than you initially thought. In High school, you pretty much aced all your classes without any bigger issues, and that is why you were a little bit chocked by the workload of reading you would have to do here to even begin to understand what the professor was talking about.

And that is why you were now sitting in the library at 8 p.m alone. You were closing in on your fifth hour of intense studying, and it had begun to take it’s toll on you. When you first arrived, the library had been filled with people, both studying alone and in groups, but as the hours passed they dropped of one by one.

All you wanted to do right now was to go back to your dorm, snuggle up in your bed with a cup of hot chocolate and your laptop and watch some netflix shows. You quietly cursed this old (and probably dead) writer whom, in the sixties, wrote this essay in the most academic, hardest-to-understand language he possibly could. With a big sigh, you let your forehead rest on the table for a second, only to be ripped from your state of despair by a few giggles.

You looked up, and saw a bunch of girls in a group looking at something. They were gathered in a c-formation, slightly blocking you from seeing what they were laughing at. Slightly annoyed, you began to fiddle with your headphones, but stopped as soon as you saw what they were laughing at.

Or rather WHOM.

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Has anyone else noticed...

That there’s a significant difference in the numbers of likes and followers that white youtubers, viners (before it was deleted), and just social media famous people get compared to social media famous people of color? It’s something that bugs me a lot.

So I’m proposing we all start following each other’s social media accounts and rack in them likes and those followers!!!

What do you guys say?! Comment with whatever social media you’re trying to promote below and I’ll follow!

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BENDY! You know what you need to do?! You need to just get out there and make yourself famous! Find something that you do that people will love! Make your own path to fame!

… Huh.

It seems like he’ll take that advice…!

In a flash, the oozing on his body and ceased, and Bendy got up and raced to the exit.

Sitting around and wallowing in self pity was not going to get him anywhere! Fame and popularity wasn’t going to come to him, and he certainly didn’t need that BASTARD’S help to make a name for himself.

He’ll show them!

He’ll show them all!

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Meeting Your Very, VERY, Famous Parents

Hi. I hope u can do one where y/n is a daughter of famous singers/actors something like that

I tried my best with this and I picked my favourite couple to be the parents of the reader, hopefully this turns out okay ☺


‘Shawn, I don’t understand how this is a difficult thing for you, you’ve met plenty of people before, I don’t understand why they’re any different?’ I asked, crossing my arms over my chest.

'Y/N, these are your parents. The people that raised you are a big deal, bigger then meeting Drake for the first time.’ Shawn explained.

'And you did act like a deer in headlights,’ I laughed, shaking my head, 'wait - don’t change the subject. Cmon, they’re my parents.’ I reasoned.

I had been arguing with Shawn for the last half an hour. I’ve already met his parents and had gone through the nerves of wanting to stay in the car and not even enter his house to save myself the embarrassment if I said something wrong. But, I sucked it up and now I love them to bits, but, it was Shawn’s turn to do the same for me.

And he was stubborn as hell.

'Please, please, please?’ I pleaded, pouting and resting my chin on his shoulder. He turned his head and looked down at me rolling his eyes. I frowned, hitting him in the chest playfully. 'Don’t roll your eyes at me, boy, or you’ll regret it later on.’

'Y/N, I can’t do this, alright?’

'Name one reason why you can’t?’ I asked, no anger in my voice, but disappointment.

'Because they’re Blake Lively and Ryan Reynolds, they’re the power couple of the century.’

'What about us?’ I asked, causing him to chuckle, him leaning in and kissing my forehead. 'But in all seriousness, Shawn. My parents want to meet you, and I want you too as well.’

He sighed, taking my small hand in his and lacing our fingers together. 'What do I get out of this if I go and meet your very, VERY, famous parents?’

'You get to make your girlfriend very, VERY, happy and proud.’ I smiled. He sighed again, before nodding towards me.

'Alright, I’ll do it.’


'Okay, I can’t do this.’ He ranted, walking up the stairs of my parents house.

'Will you stop. Jesus - you know, I’m glad I drove the car because of you did, what’s the bet you would’ve turned around and gone home?’

'Honey, we wouldn’t of even left the driveway.’ He replied, making me snort. I opened the door, smelling my mother’s cooking and hearing their playful banter echoing through the house. 'Y/N -’

'Say you can’t do this one more time and I swear to god, Shawn Peter Raul Mendes.’ I muttered, entering the kitchen with a grin. 'Hey mum, dad!’ I laughed, seeing their heads turn in my direction.

'Hey sweetheart!’ My mum chuckled, walking around the kitchen bench to pull me in for a hug. 'And this must be the Shawn Mendes, how are you?’ She smiled at him, pulling him in for a hug too. Shawn’s nerves seemed to go away for a minute, which made me mentally cheer.

My dad placed the tea towel he had on his shoulder down, a giant smile on his face when he saw me.

'Come here, sweetie.’ He pulled me into a tight hug, making me laugh.

Both of them had been super busy with their own careers, especially my dad with his new Deadpool movie in the works. I don’t know how they managed, along with my two little sisters who were under the age of 5.

'How you doing, dad?’ I asked, pulling back to see his face.

'I’m great, now I can finally see my daughter,’ he looked behind me at Shawn who was talking to my mum, whose nerves were returning, 'and her boyfriend who looks like he’s going to shit himself.’

'Dad, be nice.’ I warned, leading him over to my nervous boyfriend.

'Always sweetie - hello, Shawn, is it?’ He smiled, grabbing Shawn’s hand to shake. 'I’ve heard a lot about you, Y/N never shuts up about you.’

'Dad,’ I elbowed his side, warning.

'Hold on, I’m talking. Even before you two started dating all she ever did was listen to your music and say “Shawn this” and “Shawn that”-’

'Ryan,’ my mother stepped in, raising her eyebrow at my father. 'I think that’s enough. Besides, dinners ready and I want to get to know your gorgeous boyfriend more, Y/N.’

'Mum…’ I groaned, running my hands over my face. 'Not you too,’

'What? Shawn’s not ugly sweetheart.’

Shawn laughed, walking over to me to stand beside me. 'You’re right, Y/N. You’re parents are great.’

'Yeah, yeah. I’m starving,’ I muttered, feeling Shawn grabbed my hand, reassuring me he was on my side. I smiled, ready to eat.

The conversation over dinner was surprisingly smoother then what I thought it was going to be. My dad would talk to Shawn about Canada, my mother talking to Shawn about future acting gigs. I only put my two cents in when needed, only wanting to enjoy seeing my parents getting along with my boyfriend.

You see, the special thing about this whole dinner was due to the fact that in a different perspective, I was adopted by them. My own parents were friends with the two of them. When they passed away in a car accident, Blake and Ryan were already married, and were put in charge to take care of me.

In the end, they adopted me as their own and I was forever grateful to finally feel like I had a family again. When James and Ines were born, I felt proud to be an older sister to the both of them and was joyful of finally having siblings I could watch out for.

That’s why Shawn was a little nervous, due to the fact Blake and Ryan were both more protective than anything else. They lost their best friends and didn’t ever want me to get hurt.

Surprisingly, however, they seemed to fall in love with Shawn, more so my mother then my dad of course. But, my dad respected him, which was all I cared about.

'Now, Shawn,’ my dad started, finishing his desert, 'I’m sorry to have to do this, but I need to do the speech that every father enjoys doing.’ He sighed dramatically, making me laugh. 'Now, if you ever hurt my daughter, I will not hesitate to find you and permanently damage your pretty face. But…’ he smiled, taking hold of my hand. 'I know from watching you tonight with Y/N that you’ll take care of her no matter what. Having a relationship with a career like yours is tough, but, I know now from the way you’ve talked about her tonight that you truly do care. Y/N’s had it tough for a long time, and it makes me happy to see her happy. Keep her that way, please.’

I felt myself tearing up, causing me to fan my face to stop the tears flow. I chuckled a little, sniffling. Shawn grabbed my hand under the table, giving me a comforting squeeze.

'Ryan’s right, Shawn,’ my mum added in.

'Aren’t I always?’

'Shoosh.’ She commented before continuing, 'Anyway, I haven’t seen her as happy as what she has been with you, thank you for bringing her spark back.’ She gave me a tearful smile, mouthing “I love you” whilst I replied with “I love you”.

'In all honesty, Y/N’s helped me become a better and happier person. I’ve lost my way a little and she’s brought me back,’ he smiled down at me, making me blush, 'and I wouldn’t change that for the world.’

He pecked my cheek, making my heart swell. This to me had surprisingly gone better than I thought.

And that’s all I could ever want.

reaction masterlist

Originally posted by tguks

(previous blog: dramatic-and-thematic)

this is a really big collection of my really old reactions and my newer reactions. some of them are really not good and ive matured now. to see my masterlist for scenarios, bullet-fics, snapchats and stories, check here

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the one where he’s a cookie thief // c.h. college series

I initially started writing this series to be posted alongside of an Ashton blurb series written by @thesaltyspice​. We designed them so that they could be read/stand on their own. 

Anyway, here’s the start of my ‘Calum dates a college girl’ series. Enjoy!

It’s not everyday that Y/N walks into her kitchen after a long, grueling, and just plain shitty day with tense shoulders, a sore back and a snappy temperament. Okay…that’s a lie, it definitely happens more than she cares to admit. But generally, she’s the kind of person to retain a good, upbeat mood even after everything’s gone to shit–but today has not been one of those days.

But, seriously, it’s really not everyday that she comes home with aforementioned tense shoulders and sore back to find a famous, six-foot-something tall Australian leaning against her kitchen counter and stuffing his face with the homemade cookies she was looking forward to. “Who the fuck are you?”

He glances up from his phone, one thick eyebrow raised at her while the front door slams shut. “Seriously?”

The question is simple enough, but for some reason, it only serves to incite Y/N foul mood even more. It’s said like he’s shocked she couldn’t possibly not know who he is.

Of course Y/N already knows who he is. How could she not? Not only is her roommate (Ainsley, for future reference) dating the drummer of their wildly popular band, but it’s not like she lives under a fucking rock. She may be busy–always at work or in class or studying, but of course she knows who Calum Hood is.

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A parody of the credits from Durarara with famous cartoon characters! Something I wanted to try with motion graphics! 

anonymous asked:

I kinda assumed (before knowing Viktor was already in love with him because that changes everything!) that he might agree with Yuuri about leaving the bathroom separately and people not knowing, because they're both high profile figure skaters with paparazzi and legions of fans, so I figured he wouldn't want the hassle of the world finding out either. Especially as they weren't a thing at that point, and I didn't know Viktor's feelings for Yuuri were so deep.

In Yuuri’s head it seems perfectly logical because it’s two famous rivals needing to keep something potentially reputation damaging a secret between them. But for Viktor it’s the guy he’s been in love with for two years telling him it was a nice fuck but he doesn’t actually want to be seen with Viktor in public and sleeping with Viktor is his dirty little secret  

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yen, could you please rec me some strictly bottom louis with good plot please?

Hey, sure babe. These ones are gems, enjoy xx

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They Work in Mysterious Ways

Originally posted by asosyalbey

Harry Potter x Soulmate!Reader, James Potter x Lily Evans, mentions of unrequited Severus Snape x Lily Evans, Sirius Black

Length: 1585 words

Warnings: female!reader, another take on soulmates, au, mentions of pureblood misogyny, tons of gifs, vague, combination angst and fluff

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