wait yeah i am

I need more Baze and Chirrut origin stories asap please and thank you

Things my friends have said as musicals:

Les Misérables ~ “COME ON GUYS LETS TAKE DOWN THE GOVERNMENT!!”

Phantom of the opera ~ “but would it be okay to kidnap someone if I love them? I would look after them.”

Hamilton ~ “You know what, I freaking love history like bitches of the past!”

Great comet ~ “Maybe we can run away together and have lots of babies!”

Rent ~ “When I’m older I’m not going to pay my rent, I refuse to because people are dying and they should help them instead.”
Me: Okay???

The Book of Mormon ~ “RELIGION IS SEXY!!!!!”

Falsettos ~ “I was robbed, they took it away when it was mine!” (I’m sorry but they deserved the tony)

Wicked ~ “My sexuality is pink, wait no… green! Yeah green!”

Dear Evan Hansen ~ “I am not noticed by anyone, but when I die I will become a natural phenomenon!”

Be more chill ~ “Is joining the play being gay, I’m not gay but is that gay?”

Come from away ~ “let’s move to Canada, it’s so nice there, I love Canada.”

Waitress ~ “ADULTERY IS FUN! Just kidding don’t be a dick.”

Newsies ~ “Okay but seriously I’m sexually attracted to newspapers! HELP ME!”

Something rotten ~ “Why does everyone hate me? I’m amazing!”

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oh. oh.

You Get What You Give (Constant Variables)

Requested: Yes

Summary: Where Harry’s just begun his solo career and performing is everything that he’s ever dreamed of; he can’t help but feel so alone sometimes though. Feeling as though everyone has someone, and he’s so out of the loop with his love life that it brings an imbalance. However, you can’t take everything and expect to give nothing in return or for everything to be ok for forever.

Word Count: 1,869

Pairing: Harry Styles x Fem!Reader

Warnings: Fluff?

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eren, mikasa, and armin would be the kind of people to go to the beach at two in the morning just to see the stars above the ocean before the sun rises

Thoughts Every Journal-Keeper Has Had

•This ink better not freaking bleed through the page
•I wish I started journaling sooner
•ugh I ruined it
•What if someone secretly reads my journal when I’m not home??!
•Should I hide my journal?
•Oh god if someone read this and shared it to everyone I’d be ruined
•Why doesn’t everyone keep a journal? How can you not?!
•Damn I suck at this
•I’m gonna get off of tumblr so I can journal some more [keeps scrolling for an hour]
•I really wanna journal but I don’t feel like it
•Hmm… so if I manage to do an entry really quickly I can get to bed by 2am and still have 6 hours of sleep!
•Should I post this on tumblr? Yeah! Wait nah…
•Am I gonna let my future grandkids read this? [entry: I’m so fuckin horny] oh maybe not.
•If I keep going at the rate I’m going with completing an average of two pages a day, this journal will be filled on June 6th.
•Oh my god if there was ever a fire I swear I’d run back inside to grab all my journals.
•What IF there was a fire? All that work would be gone!
•What if I commit a crime and all my journals get gathered as evidence and they find a paper trail?
•What if the judge reads it allowed in court!
•Nah I have nothing to worry about. I’m a law abiding citizen.
•Wait… there was that one time that I…
•Should I write this down or would that be too personal..?
•What if I just started writing in code just in case?
•Ugh this drawing sucks
•Why is everyone so good at this and I’m so bad?
•I wanna paste this in, but it’ll make the journal too thick and uneven!
•Ahh this journal smells so good
•Oh man and so does this glue! Wait, you can get high from glue, right?
•I wonder what my entries would look like if I did them all while high…
•I feel so mean writing this.
•I’m dedicating this page to _______. I’ll even let them read it [but you never do]
•This is so sloppy lol what am I doing
•What if I just stopped journaling… will my journal think I died?
•Oooh I’m going to order this journal! It’s perfect! Oh wait, it’s too ______
•Oh here’s a better one. Oh but this one doesn’t have ______
•Haha this spread is so cheesy
•What if _____ found this and read it??
•I can’t wait to finish this journal so I can start my next one
•Is my journal a boy or a girl?
•If anyone went through my journal I’d beat them up.
•What will happen with my journals when I die?

It can’t be just me 😂

just gotta say, how the hell does hoshino-sensei’s art keep getting prettier? every dam chapter it gets even more gorgeous, how does she pull it off, why can’t i just be her already, i’m so proud of her

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HAVE YOU GUYS SEEN THIS?? This friday on How It Really Happened on HLN, there’s NEW special on jeff, with interviews with Errol Lindsey’s sister, and extended interview clips from lionel’s appearance on larry david. 

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more clips here and here 

Reggie Mantle x Reader - request

anonymous asked:

Can you do an imagine where you’re Archie sister and you’re dating Reggie. Someone lets it slip that you lost your virginity to him and he tells Archie “sorry I took your sister virginity won’t happen again” and Archie punched him and a fight breaks out


Warnings: Some sexual content

FYI: I changed the prompt a little in order for it fit the setting I made up for it. Hope you like it and thanks for the request!


You hurried down the stairs, “Okay dad, I’m off to Veronica’s!”

He stopped you from running out the door, “You’re staying over at her place right?”

“Yeah Dad”, you could hear your brother was coming down the stairs a little bit behind you.

“Where are you going?”, your dad had finally gotten off the couch wearing his classic plaid.

“Pop’s with Jughead”. You looked at your brothers red hair, that matched yours, and noticed it had looked more styled than usual.

“Alright, just don’t stay out too late”. Your dad sat back down and you both went out together. You were a year older than Archie, but people seemed to know him more ever since becoming Captain of the football team. The one plus side of that was that now everyone was nice to you. Veronica was nice to you before that though. Well so was Betty, but you always saw her more like a sister that just lived next door.

You flipped the car keys in your hand, “So are we both going to the same place?”

“How’d you know?”, Archie gave a small laugh.

“Your hair doesn’t look that nice unless your planning to see someone, and I don’t mean Jughead”. You had watched both of them grow up together, and for the longest time got along better with Jughead than your own brother. But since your mom left, you two had been closer. Archie opened up to you about his music and you told him you wanted to go to art school. Your friends were finally starting to intertwine, so it was nice having your brother be your friend as well.

You laughed, “come on”. You both jumped in the truck and you were on your way. “So, am I getting Jughead too?”.

“Yeah, he’s waiting at Pop’s. I convinced him to come though, not really his crowd”.

“Heh, I see what you did”, he gave a questionable look. “You didn’t actually lie to dad, that’s why you didn’t look guilty”, you gave him a slight pat in his arm. “You have learned MY ways”.

You had finally made it to Pop’s. “Jughead! Get in! My sister’s driving us!”, Archie screamed from the truck until Jughead looked up.

“Hey Y/N. Were you already going?” the beanie clad boy jumped in.

“Yeah, Ronnie invited me”. Another thing you shared with Archie was calling Veronica “Ronnie”. She said it was an “Andrew’s thing”.


You had finally made it to Veronica’s. Her mom was out for the weekend and she decided to use the large space for the “best party Riverdale has ever seen” - to use her words.

You left your bag in the car and went in with Archie and Jughead.

You were greeted by Veronica and Betty, both of whom had already dawned red cups. “You’re here!”, you weren’t sure if Ronnie was talking to you or Archie seeing as she seemed to get a little flushed. You gave her a look of curiosity.
Ronnie then dragged you to the kitchen and you began to make a drink for yourself. You’d rather have something with vodka in it than a beer. You saw Archie and Jughead grab a beer and go to a wall to talk. You figured your brother was old enough to take care of himself at this point. Betty followed them out of the kitchen.
Ronnie was then greeted by Moose who had Reggie two steps behind him. Moose seemed a little drunk already.

“Hey Veronica, Y/N”, Reggie greeted you with cup in hand. You blushed slightly.
“Sooo….shots?”, Ronnie started pulling some small glasses out of a cabinet behind her and began to fill them up with some rum. You could tell that Ronnie wanted an escape for the night from anything surrounding her parents.

You all tapped glasses before taking your drink back. Moose and Ronnie decided to do another while both Reggie and you passed. You had your cup back in hand and Reggie asked you to dance. You were a little surprised. You weren’t sure if Reggie had even noticed you at this point.

You went out and started dancing to a playlist that Ronnie had obviously picked herself.

The main area had music roaring. You glanced behind you and saw both Archie and Betty trying to drag Jughead out on the dance floor. You gave a small laugh.

Your eyes went back to Reggie. “SO WHAT ARE YOU ALWAYS DRAWING?!”, he was screaming over the music now.

Your blushed cheeks came back. “MOSTLY STILL LIFE’S, AND THE OCCASIONAL PORTRAIT!”, you shouted back so he could hear you.

“YOU’LL HAVE TO SHOW THEM TO ME SOMETIME!”, he seemed rather genuine in his remark.

“I DIDN’T THINK YOU NOTICED!”, you didn’t draw everywhere around school, just when you had free time. “HOW COULD I NOT?!”, he said this while looking you up and down quickly and then gave a sweet smile. This went on for a little bit and with each song you both moved closer to each other. He’d twirl you with hand every once in a while and you’d laugh. Until he did it one last time and kept holding it.

Out of nowhere the music had changed to a slower song. He looked at your eyes slowly and you decided to go close to him. His hands were on your hips and he would carefully but quickly glance at your lips when he got the chance. The song had ended and the strong rhythmic beat of something fast had returned. “You want to go somewhere?”. He didn’t need to shout anymore because he was close enough to you. You had an idea where this was leading. And while you had dated other guys before, and Reggie would be beyond your first kiss, you knew he was leading you to something new. However, you had a crush on Reggie for years. He was always cordial to you, even before Archie had become popular. He was tall and had a great smile - and you couldn’t help finding something sincere in him. You thought if you were going to do this, it might as well be with a guy you had liked for years. You nodded and he led your hand down a hallway. He grabbed your hip and led you to one of Ronnie’s guest rooms. You made sure Archie hadn’t seen you leave the dance area. Before getting to the door, Reggie had paused in front of it. He looked a little nervous until he grabbed the side of your face and brought you in for the kiss. The first part of it was sweet. Small but long. And then his kiss went deeper, passionate. He began to open the door while still having you on his lips.

You went in and he closed the door behind you. His eyes went to the bed before meeting back to yours, “you okay with this?” You went up to his body, setting your drink down on a table, and grabbed his neck. Bringing him into your lips to kiss passionately. 

Before you knew it you were laying on the bed with Reggie’s hands up your shirt. Your breathing got heavier as he was kissing your neck. “You…you have something?”. 

 “Yeah…”, he pulled a condom out of his pocket and you took off your shirt before tugging at his. 

 “Just…just go slow”. The words escaped your mouth and he nodded before his lips met yours again.


 You laid there for a few minutes with Reggie. Panting a little. He was gently rubbing your stomach with his hand. “Should we go back out there?”, his breath had finally caught up with him. 

 “Yeah. Just give me a few minutes”. You kissed him again before he got up to grab his pants. You began to dawn your clothes back on. 

“You go first, I’ll meet you back out there in a second”. 

 “Alright ”, he gave you a big smile before coming into to give you another passionate kiss. 

 He left the room and you adjusted your clothing in the mirror, making sure you didn’t look too disheveled. You took a moment for yourself, questioning if you had looked any different. You didn’t think so. You also didn’t feel too different besides a little exhausted. You fixed the rest of your hair before grabbing your drink back. You took a deep breath and opened the door again. 

With the music still raging you figured it hadn’t been that long. You made your way back to the kitchen. Mixing a new drink while glancing at Reggie who was back on the dance floor with Moose. You turned around and saw Chuck, who gave you a long wink. Your heart sank a little but decided to shrug it off. You turned around and you could hear two people yelling at each other. You heard Reggie now shouting, “Sorry I took your sister’s virginity. It won’t happen again!”. You could see him making motions and joking with Moose in front of Archie. Your ran up to the commotion but before you could reach your brother *wham*. Reggie was on the floor. You pulled your brother away before Reggie got back up until you heard another *wham* behind you. Now Jughead was the one over Reggie’s bloody face.

I tried avoiding this mini rant/ airing of thoughts, but… I can’t!

I’ve been scarce from dA for… months? And I’m honestly limiting my time there for a host of reasons I won’t bring up here. (I’ve said them before anyway.) I can’t help but notice one of my very old pieces in particular (the megaloceros, done in 2008-9) won’t stop getting notifications. Like, 20+ a day, for several weeks now. It didn’t get a daily deviation awarded to it, and I’m sure I’d figure out why it was drawing traffic if I did some google fu, but part of me is reluctant to know where the traffic is coming from.

Call me selfish, but… I’m not fond of my old, time-stamped art being dragged back out into the light of day to flood my notifications. I know, people only mean well, and I think about that each time this happens, I truly do. Sometimes the fact that something is old doesn’t even occur to people sharing the art in the first place. But I have to tell you, it’s hard not to be discouraged when people regularly ignore your new work in favor of some dusty old pieces completed a lifetime ago.

Yes. I am a curmudgeon! The tendency for popular works to only become more popular is also a thorn in my side. Which gives me only one choice: to clear/store any works in the gallery over 5 years of age, while my Society6 will have some of said works available as prints/etc. To avoid the emotional outbursts this sort of thing tends to solicit, I won’t be announcing when I plan to do so. I can’t help it, I need a good art gallery PURGE!!!

(If it makes sense, I am the sort of person who destroys/gets rid of old sketchbooks as soon as they reach the “eyes bleeding” level of cringe. I don’t get nostalgic, and I don’t look back. I also don’t have infinite space for old art garbage to pile up.)