All ship wars aside, a Kaneki proposed to his gf who cosplayed as Touka at our Tokyo Ghoul Gathering at SacAnime ‘17 and it was one of the most beautiful things ever. To choose to propose while doing the things you love and also cosplaying from a series you both love is like dream goals. It felt like such a huge honor that the guy wanted to propose at our event. T_T Everyone had so much fun. Perfect vibe from all the TG cosplayers. It was wonderful! Decided I wanted to take those photos to recreate a small congratulations gift for them since no one else had snapped a picture. (Everyone was too shocked but luckily from my silly Juuzou pointing,jojo posing, and flailing gestures while yelling “OMG IT’S HAPPENING, IT’S HAPPENINGGG! HAP-PEN-NINGGG. ” to my photog, she was able to take the shot. So photoshop extracting began.) Kudos my boi. Kudos.
(Zimbits, slight AU, 2.8K, under a cut because it got long.)
They asked him every year. Sometimes, even more than once a year if he wanted to be on Samwell’s promotional material.
Jack said no every time because he really didn’t have any interest in having his face plastered on billboards and on every brochure and course calendar they handed out to students, both prospective and current. He’d had enough secondhand publicity from his parents’ careers and he wasn’t going to go seeking it out while he was at Samwell.
The only allowance he made was when he was photographed with the rest of the hockey team because he understood that hockey was a big selling point when it came to convincing people to attend their school. One of the team photos was enlarged and put up in the sports complex, right between the women’s volleyball team and Samwell’s dance team. It had already gotten vandalized this year by some drunk LAX bros and had to be replaced (which the university was not happy about and last Jack heard, the bros responsible were on suspension from the team).
The university couldn’t get Jack, but they got Ransom and Holster to agree to photos other than the team one. There were some of them pretending to study in the library, or looking happy and not-stressed as they socialized. These ended up on the cover of last year’s Campus Life magazine and both Holster and Ransom both joked that they were wasting their time at school when they should be modelling instead. It still didn’t stop the recruitment team from continually asking Jack who refused to change his mind.
Little did he know it was about to be changed for him.
OK @darthluminescent , it’s not Anakin “oh my god I have a cold and I’m probably dying now” Skywalker, but it is more Texts From Anakin. ;)
Anakin: [text] SNIPS Ahsoka: omggggg WHAT IS IT NOW MASTER it is 1 am Anakin: im just worried what if he doesnt like the chocolate cake Ahsoka: you SAID he likes chocolate cake. i have seen him eat chocolate cake. it’s FINE. i’m going to bed now, Master. Please do the same. I’m putting my phone on silent. Goodnight!!
Anakin: pls say u r awake Padme: I have an early Senate meeting tomorrow. I care about you, but if this is about that birthday cake again, I am going to have to block your number. Padme: Was it about the birthday cake? Anakin: no but now im not gonna tell u Padme: goodnight Ani. I am sure he will like everything you’ve planned. 💕
Anakin: look I am just really really worried about all of this bc it has to be perfect and is that one photo of me i put in his card too much? like i know i look hot but this is a man who gets embarrassed when people kiss on the holonet Mace Windu: wrong number skywalker Mace Windu: and if you ever text me at 2 am again with this ridiculous bullshit i will bust you back down to initiate again Anakin: shit sorry
Anakin: OK no one else is awake so i need ur help: i bought 17 kinds of tea for obiwans birthday do u think that is enough??? Quinlan Vos: Skywalker, the man got a rock for his birthday once, OK? u need to RELAX. He owns like 2 pairs of pants and he’s eaten the exact same breakfast every day for 35+ years. 17 kinds of tea is going to be like Space Mardi Gras for him. Plus he’s gonna be getting it from your pretty self. Quinlan Vos: Getting the tea from you, I mean. Of course. Quinlan Vos: 😏
Anakin: omg why did i seek ur counsel Quinlan Vos: hey I’m just a fan
premise: you have special news to tell your husband
From the day you married Sidney Crosby, you knew he would be an amazing dad. You loved watching him interact with young children during various charity events and listening to him gush about it after. You both had discussed it and were both looking forward to being parents and raising a family, maybe hockey players like their dad.
Prompt: Can you do a grant gustin imagine we’re the reader is a singer and grant
and all the other casts of all the other dctv shows (arrow, supergirl, legends
of tomorrow) all decide to go to one of her concerts and grant kind of falls in
love with her when he sees her A/N: Oops, this one has been sitting partially written for a fair few months now. Had some major writers block and ended up taking it in a completely different direction. Pretty happy with how it turned out, given that I haven’t written for Grant in a while!
You were getting ready for the biggest show of your career
so far. Your band had really started to take off. Your manager had booked a gig
in Vancouver; normally you would only play to smaller crowds however this time
you were playing the biggest stadium of your career.
Tickets had sold out unusually quickly. Unfortunately the
smaller arena you had originally booked wasn’t available for you to add extra
dates. That’s when your management team had decided to move across town to the
“It’s time!” You heard your drummer say as she stuck her
head around the dressing room door. “Are you ready?” She asked.
“Yeah, just give me a sec.” You smiled back as you looked into the mirror above
your dressing table. You could see the nerves radiating out of your body.
Breathing heavily, you turned on your heels. “Ready as I’ll ever be!” you said,
partly to the girl still stood in your doorway, partly to yourself.
The two of you started walking towards the stage, collecting
the other two members of your band along the way. When you got to the side of
the stage, there were various people waiting for you, waiting to fit your
earplugs and their packs.
There were another four stagehands waiting right at the
curtain, the first handed Rosie, your drummer, her drumsticks as she made her
way out onto the stage. The sound of the roaring crowd engulfed you. Rosie sat
at her drum kit and began to tap out a beat. The crowd started to clap and
chant in time with the beat. Next up was Lilly, the bassist and your best
friend for as long as you can remember. She grabbed her bass before walking out
onto the stage, taking her place on the far side. Matching Rosie’s beat with a
bassline. Third up was Jessie, Rosie’s sister, the youngest member of the
quintet and the lead guitarist. She grabbed her guitar and timidly made her way
onto the stage. As the youngest by a fair few years, she was also the most
nervous. Taking her place adjacent to Lilly, she began to strum along.
The crowd started to go wild, knowing that you were up next.
Your microphone was already centre stage. You took another deep breath. “Okay,
let’s do this” you whispered to yourself as you were handed your guitar by the
final stagehand and made your way out to the adorning crowd.
“Vancouver!” You shouted over the screaming, “Are you ready
to rock?” The crowd erupted, the beat you walked on stage to, began to change
into your instantly recognizable first hit single.
You couldn’t believe how well the show went. After the
encore your whole band joined you front and centre for one final bow before the
stage went dark and the house lights came on. Once the stage lights had gone
off, the four of you ran back to your dressing rooms, knowing you had around 20
minutes to get changed and freshen up before the backstage meet and greet.
Other than performing, this was your favourite part of the job.
As you made your way to the backstage area, you started thinking
of ways you could start conversations with fans. It was natural for them to be
nervous and sometimes, just sometimes there were those few people who were so
worried about saying the wrong thing that they would wait for you to speak
first. A feeling you knew all too well.
For the most part, the meet and greet went swimmingly. The
only disaster was when a young girl, maybe thirteen or so tripped and spilt
water down you. She wasn’t too close so only a tiny amount made it onto your
jeans, which were black anyway. The poor girl couldn’t stop apologising – even though
you kept telling her it didn’t matter. There weren’t many people around so you
took a quick photo with her, gave her a hug and had a chat.
That’s when they walked in. One thing you had never shied
away from was how much of a nerd you were. Attending every convention you
could, the perfect opportunity to express your inner nerd and not be
recognised. You had only ever seen him from afar before, but now, now he was so
“Hey,” he said making his way over to you, “I’m G-”
“Grant Gustin,” you finished his sentence, “I’m a huge fan!” your face couldn’t
contain your smile. The rest of the group he was with started making their way
over to where you were standing, frozen and star-struck.
“I guess I don’t need to introduce these guys then?” He laughed.
“I guess not,” you responded. In turn, the others hugged you and congratulate
you on such a great show.
After chatting with them for what felt like hours, your
security team began to gather up you and your bandmates, telling you time was
up and you had to vacate the venue in order to make it to your hotel before it
got too dark. So you said your goodbyes to everyone left in the room and made
your way out.
“Guys,” Grant said turning on his heels to face his friends,
“I think I’m in love.”
I have had such an amazing journey losing weight and getting healthy. There were many ups and there were many downs but boy has it been one of my favorite chapters of my life. Weight has always been a problem for me since I was a little girl, it’s one of those strange things where I don’t remember not being concerned for my weight and I have one of those bodies where if im not working hard at it it’s very easy for me to gain weight, which happens often, I’ll lose 20 pounds and gain back 10 i`ll lose 50 pounds and gain back 20. But the key is to not obsess about it. I know that`s one of those things where it`s easier said then done, but i remember obsessing so much that if i ate one bad thing I would legit cry and feel like i failed myself. The journey can be hard like that, but you`ll enjoy it so much more if you have a better understanding of balance.
I used to be very overweight and I worked really hard and lost a bunch in a short period of time and I have gained some of it back, and people ask me if that upsets me, and truthfully it doesn`t, not one bit does it bother me because it`s life, it`s going to happen and I enjoyed my journey so much that it`s exciting to be doing it again, and I`m still happy with myself and you should be to. I have been having a lot of messages of people telling me how they have gone through a weightloss and have gained some of it back. YOU GUYS, IT`S OKAY believe me, it`s okay because we`re not perfect and we sometimes slip, weather we gained a little weight or we spend too much money or let our rooms and apartments become a mess, it`s life and we pick ourselfs back up and start all over and by doing this you appreciate your journey so much more.
I know being on tumblr or pinterest there is a ton of amazing weightloss photos and stories and they are truly inspiring, but we also need to talk about the ugly side to that sometimes, because the fact that no one talks about weight gain after a weightloss makes people feel discouraged and makes them feel worse about themselves and makes them feel alone because no one talks about that. I am here to talk about that, coming from someone who has lost a lot and has gained some back I`m honest about it, I`m not ashamed of it, because I`m working on it now, and so can you! And everyone gaines weight back for various reasons, like if they were pregant and haven`t been able to have the lifestyle back because they no longer have the time, or maybe you were in school and had a little more time to lose weight and now you`re too busy balancing 2 jobs and can`t seem to find the time like you had before. It`s a common issue and I`m here to go through it with you guys, because it`s okay and we`re going to work on it together!
I have already started my journey again and I feel great, and i`m not ashamed to have to lose weight again because LIFE HAPPENS sometimes, and we can`t all dedicate 2 hours in the gym and cook a healthy meal 3 times a day and so this post is for you guys, because we will find ways to overcome the challenges that stop us from being the best we can be for ourselves ! If you have gained weight, or even if you haven`t even begun a journey at all, just know i`m here for you and know that I have exsperienced it all, and i`m here to tell you it`s okay. If anyone ever needs to talk or wants advice on anything please do not hesitate to message me!
I`ll be sharing a lot of tricks and exercises and food ideas for those of you who just don`t have much time in your day and things that are working for me!
glad to hear you're trying to write! i always love seeing your posts :) maybe if this inspires you, headcanons on the bahorel + grantaire friendship?
Aw, you’re so sweet! I’m glad I can bring you some smiles, you sweet bean
Bahorel and Grantaire are boxing buddies, definitely. Baz wanted to get into boxing, and R was looking for a new sparring partner, so they teamed up for some mutually-beneficial punching. Baz makes sure R stretches before because he knows he’s supposed to but just doesn’t unless someone makes him, and they get smoothies after.
Grantaire stress bakes. Bahorel found out and has discovered this is the perfect time to try out cookie recipes. Grantaire is going to make too much anyway, so it’s not so big a deal if the new stuff doesn’t turn out that great.
They also keep a binder of recipes that they enjoy after stress baking.
They’re both major fans of those photo booth things. If the rest of the amis lose them in the mall or at a fair or something, they usually turn up at the photo booth.
Speaking of photos, Bahorel has one of those little pastel polaroid cameras, and he takes a lot of pictures at meetings and friend nights and just about anything he can think of. Grantaire loves those little candid moments, it’s where you can see their friends really shine. He collects all the ones Bahorel doesn’t keep or otherwise give away.
They scrapbook together eventually, too.
Sometimes, Grantaire just needs one of those crushing, full-body hugs, the ones that threaten to lift you off the ground and last long enough to let you relax, and it feels like all your stress melts away in that moment. Baz gives the best hugs for that. Grantaire just goes limp in his arms, and sometimes Joly gets concerned, but he feels so much better after.
- So, let’s say that every Amis know that R is a ballet dancer but they never saw him actually dance (except maybe JBM). So Enjolras goes to his place for something R made for their next rally and stops on the door. Staring. Blushing, but will never admit that. R is just bending backward in a seemingly impossible way while trying some new steps. He sees Enj, comes back up and he’s so calm like it was perfectly normal and Enjolras just… Stares with wide eyes, grab his things and leave.
- During a long meeting R start stretching his back because somehow the chair is more uncomfortable than usual and everyone hears a loud *CRACK*. They all turn toward him and Joly pales. “Oh my God what was that what did you broke oh God R!!” And he’s all “No. Nothing broken Joly. I’m better than before. Stop fussing I’m perfectly fine”
- He shows up at a meeting after an exhausting long rehearsal still wearing really tight pants and Enj his totally distracted the whole time. (Courf still have the photo he secretly took of Enj looking a bit too long at R. It’s the perfect blackmail photo)
- He can lift almost every Amis. The only one he had some problem with was Bahorel. “You’re not too heavy man! You’re too tall! and broad. I can’t lift you like Enjolras, I’m going to break!” (He did it, he lift him too, just not too much)
Marinette wants to take a selfie with Queen Bee. It’s not because she particularly admires the other superhero, but because she’s found out just who is behind that mask and she REALLY wants to see how her new teammate deals with unwanted attention during attacks.
Maybe it’s a little petty, but boy is it fun to watch Queen Bee squirm.
When Marinette found out that Chloe was Queen Bee, she was positive she was seeing things. Alya had already mistakenly identified Ladybug as Chloe once; she didn’t need to misidentify another superhero as the spoiled girl. What was next, Nino thinking that Volpina was actually Chloe? Rose suspecting that Chat Noir was Chloe masquerading as a punning cat-boy?
She wasn’t going to add to that series of mistaken identities.
Except as a superhero herself, she knew what to look for. Queen Bee’s hair was kind of like Chloe’s, and her eyes were similar, and Chloe went missing whenever Queen Bee showed up (Marinette had paid attention), and she had definitely heard Sabrina complain about Chloe vanishing without warning more and more often.
Besides, there was the teensy tiny fact that Marinette- well, Ladybug, technically- had seen Queen Bee fly into an alleyway. There had been a flash, and then Chloe walked out. That was pretty good evidence by itself.
So Marinette decided to have a little fun with it.
Since staring at my computer screen is not going to be good for me the next couple days (don’t want to aggravate or give myself another migraine) I took some nendo pics~ I am so grateful for my phone camera, it takes wonderful photos.
Suga takes the kiddos shopping :D Hinata is excited, and no one expected the Grand King to swipe the last blueberry pie right out from under them. Awww lol.
I obviously had way too much fun with this. For anyone interested, I’m using a ‘Lil Woodzies’ farmers’ market playset. It is the perfect size and affordable! Found at Target :D I haven’t seen these anywhere else.
Hey! I’ve been inspired to write this fluff by the Instagram Shawn uploaded, plus I’ve always wanted to go to Japan, so here it is, I hope you like it :) Only thing I have to say, that Shawn’s girlfirend here’s 18!
Word count: 1.1k
Warning: none, just too much fluff
I tossed and turned myself to the point, that it became morning, and the sunrays – instead of warming my body – pointed right to my face, making me grumpy in a matter of seconds. I covered my face with my right arm, inhaling the dry air, then stretching my limbs. After I hid my face into the huge, white pillow it became quite obvious, that it wasn’t my usual one, judging only by the size of it. It took me a good two minutes to realize, I wasn’t in my own flat, neither in my country.
Group: EXO Member: Chen Type: fluffy Smut Warning: sexual content!
You came home after a long day of work, exhausted and completely worn-out. You kicked off your shoes and threw your coat somewhere in the hallway, not bothering with properly putting it away. You went into the living room and saw Jongdae watching some TV, he just got home before you since he also had to work late. ‘Hey babe’, you yawned and you flopped down beside him, resting your head on his shoulder.
“Can we do something?” Y/N groans, sprawled across the couch. “I’m bored!”
“It’s snowing outside, love. Do you really want to go outside?” Joe asks, glancing up from his computer.
“We don’t have to go outside to do something,” Tilting her head back, she meets his gaze, “I’m sure there’s something to do inside.”
“I’m nearly done, so no worries there.”
“Fine. You finish editing,” She rolls off the couch and jumps to her feet, “I’ll figure out what it is that we are going to do.”
“Something the requires minimal effort!” He calls after her.
Half an hour later, she appears back in the living room, a smile on her face and her hand behind her back.
“What did you find?” Joe asks hesitantly, closing his computer.
“Something I forgot Zoe gave us for Christmas.”
“She gives us the randomest crap, so that doesn’t help.”
“Smile!” Y/N says, pulling the Polaroid camera from her back, snapping a quick picture of him.
“I wasn’t prepared!”
“Which makes it so much better,” She tells him, shaking the photograph that has slide out from the camera. When she looks at it, she bursts out laughing, handing it over to Joe who rolls his eyes.
“I look like a crazed person.”
“I like it.” She replies, falling onto the couch beside him.
“So we’re doing an impromptu photo shoot then?”
“Mhm,” Lifting the camera above them, she turns to miss Joe’s cheek, clicking the button as he feels him smile. “We need more pictures of us.”
“Or,” He grabs the camera from her as she places their new photo beside the other one on the table, “Just more pictures of you.”
“But I like your face!”
“Yours is so much prettier though.” Joe tells her, snapping a picture as Y/N blushes at his words. “Perfect.”
“You haven’t even seen it yet.”
“I don’t need too.”
“You love it.”
The couple carry on taking pictures of each other, starting with silly ones that turn into cute ones, and then Joe jokingly says he should do shirtless shirts, until Y/N encourages him, and that sets them off into a whole new type of picture taking.
Ones that would only be seen by them.
“Gods, you’re beautiful.” He mutters, looking over at her as she walks into their bedroom wearing only one of his shirts.
“Thank you, babe.” Y/N smiles softly as she walks over to Joe, who’s sat on the end of the bed, clad in only his boxers. She bends over to kiss him softly, and he briefly forgets about the camera as he pulls her onto his lap, deepening the kiss.
“Hey,” She giggles as she breaks the kiss, “We’re meant to be taking pictures.”
“Kissing is more fun though.” He mumbles, his lips traveling down to her neck, his hand inching closer up her bare thigh.“
“But think of the pictures we can take,” She replies breathlessly, shifting slightly on his lap.
“Think of the things I could do to you.”
“Fine,” He sighs, pulling back reluctantly. “Pictures. And then I want you.”
“And you’ll have me.” Y/N tells him, placing a simple kiss on his lips as she picks up the camera once again.
Later that evening, the couple lay together in bed, limbs tangled together as they look through the various photographs they had taken during the day.
“You were right,” Joe holds up one, admiring the look Y/N is giving over her shoulder in it, wearing only his shirt, hair slightly messed up, “Black and white makes it much better looking.”
“Remember, some of these are for our eyes only.”
“Who needs pictures when I have the real thing,” He smirks over at her.
“So cheesy.” She mumbles, rolling her eyes as she looks through the others.
“You love it.” He tells her, leaning over to kiss her on the forehead.
“I do. And I love this photo.” She holds up one that is of the two of them, with Joe staring fondly down at Y/N while she’s caught mid laugh.
Okay bish. This is gonna be long. I tried. I really tried to just freaking do what is required from me for ONCE. But you know that I CAN’T. Not when it comes to BTS or Jimin. So. Cutest ghost I’ve ever met, @mimibtsghost tagged me in this challenge. The rules are simple: • Pick ONE bias • Pick ONE picture & •Use the hashtag #BiasPicTag
I think it’s pretty obvious at this point that my bias is Jimin. You know. Park Jimin from BTS, most amazing group ever, they won BBMAs and everything. So, I managed to choose my favorite picture of him:
Because, you know. It contains all my favorite stuff. Effortlessly beautiful? Check. Black hair? Check. Plump lips and front teeth on display? Check. This specific turtleneck striped tee? Check. (I love that T-shirt and I want it, so I’m currently on a not-so-expensive look-alike T-shirt hunt.)
But Mimi, you had to see this coming. I’m very clear about my love for Jimin. And there’s not a rule to NOT include bunch of other favorite photos, right? RIGHT? Well, so here it comes. I love these ones very much, too. My biggest weakness is his dark hair. Look. Just look at this casual dark haired Jimin.
If you, just like me, had troubles breathing then brace yourself, because black haired Jimin performing is whole different level of out-worldly experience. And like… when he sings House of Cards… I can’t. Really.
But of course, it’s not just black hair that gets me. Just look at my perfect bias at fansigns, having fun, just breathtakingly EXISTING.
And should I even mention that every. Single. One. Of. His. Selfies. Is. Golden?
…that would be it. Really. I couldn’t avoid making it this long and still I’m not satisfied because I want to drown in his beauty and personality and… Like… I connect to him on so many weird levels. I never thought I can love someone I’ve never met and they don’t even know I exist, this hard. But I do. This guy just *chose* me to stan him (until then I was convinced I just stan jikook as a whole, both on the same level :D) so I did and I don’t think I will ever stop in my life. Jiminie is special. K, sorry, bye.
Also I tag whoever who wants to do this, specifically my lovely @mochishake, @run-sober-wolf & @nini17 but don’t feel pressured please ^^ You don’t have to do it, if you don’t want to!. :)) (also @parkesjimin if you’d like, you could do this, too!)