wow is everyone done with me yet

What would happen if Lance died and the rest of the team goes back to Earth to tell his family, like

-They all had a vague sense that his family was large, but w h a t (Hunk definitely already knew but he’s too sad to be telling the team these things because Lance should be doing it)

-His family already thought he was dead/missing, and the team now has to explain, no, he wasn’t dead, he was saving the universe

-Everyone is crying now

-The team feels especially bad now, because they were all worried about themselves, but none of them has ever heard Lance talking about missing his family besides Coran

-Now Coran feels bad that he never further helped Lance with this problem

-Pidge is mad at herself for always talking about her family and not thinking about how Lance had a family too

-Hunk is now realising that he had been shoving Lance away right when Lance really needed him

-Keith has hardly ever met people like this . They are telling them that Lance is dead and yet they’re still joking like Lance would and Keith can’t handle it??

-Shiro hears from Lance’s family how he was Lance’s hero and he already kind of knew, but “oh wow, I treated this kid horribly when he was just trying to impress me I am a horrible leader”

-Allura regrets pushing Lance so hard. She once nearly drove everyone into a star once just to go a home she knew was already long since destroyed, but Lance never tried to leave? And yet she still yelled at him. He honestly had more to return to than she did, but she never even considered it

(Wow, I love langst. And wow, I am bad at getting ideas down. This sounded better in my head)

Me: I have very high standards!
Everyone: -submits their fanart/fanfics-
Me: YOU’RE MEETING ALL MY STANDARDS!!!!11!!


I’m sorry. Not really. I just love all your fanarts.

Emotional (D.L.)

I didn’t even know what time it was when we decided we’d go inside and make ourselves comfortable to go to sleep. This house party at Dereks place had been going on for hours, and let’s just say, we were pretty wasted. I wasn’t drunk to the point where I didn’t know what I was doing, but I was drunk enough to be talkative and fun and just giggly. 

When we, and by we I mean Derek, KDL, Tyler and his girlfriend, reached the living room, the couple immediately took the couch and made themselves at home, clearly ready to call it a day. Me on the other hand, I wasn’t really in the mood for sleeping yet. We were having so much fun and I just didn’t want the night to end too soon. I just kind of got to know them all, over Derek, I may add. Derek, who I have been seeing and talking to for about two weeks. By seeing I mean that we only had one sort of date yet; we went to Venice spontaneously and got food afterwards. You could say we were intrigued with each other, we talked and texted a lot and it was obvious that we had some sort of connection. 

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when u are literally your fc. dead ass shin is me. lickin his damn finger n shit

I know I haven’t done one of these yet, so I figured that now would be a good time. I just want to tell everyone thank you for following me and my beans. There’s already just over 200 of you! Wow! I’ve only had this blog for two months and we’re here already? That’s amazing. Under the cut is where special mentions will be. Thanks so much for following and putting up with us! I hope we can all interact some day and be good friends! <3<3<3

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Needle And A Thread

shawn mendes x reader

prompt: you’re a celebrity and friends with shawn. After a series of unfortunate events, you find yourself locked on Shawn’s balcony alone. With him, a guitar, a fire, and your feelings


Today was the day that Shawn was throwing his incredibly popular celebrity parties. Shawn would invite almost every single celebrity to his extremely exquisite, luxury penthouse in L.A. We would laugh, sing, dance, and hang out like normal friends would.

I walked through the door and I immediately felt the bass of the incredibly loud music thumping in my ears. Tons of recognizable people dance around me. I was then greeted by one of my best friends, Hailee Steinfield.

“Y/N! It’s been so long, I missed you!” Hailee beamed, engulfing me in a hug

“Haiz! You look great!” I giggled. “So who’s here?” I asked

“Taylor Swift, Fifth Harmony, Justin Bieber, Bella Thorne, Gregg Sulkin, Ariana Grande, Demi Lovato, Miley Cyrus, One Direction, Zendaya, Selena Gomez, Nick Jonas, DNCE, Kendall Jenner, Gigi Hadid, Cara Delevigne-“

“Okay Hailee. I get it. There are lots of people here” I chuckled

“Well you were the one who asked!“ Hailee laughed

“Whatever. Anyway, what’s new with you?” I asked

“Nothing really, we just started filming ‘Pitch Perfect 3’ a few weeks ago, so that’s fun”

“Aww, that’s so cool. I just started recording my 3rd album”

"That’s awesome! But I wanna talk about something else” Hailee smirked while wiggling her eyebrows

“Okay… What do you wanna talk about?” I questioned

“Let’s talk about Shawn” Hailee beamed

I immideately blushed, “Haiz, you already know that I have the biggest crush on him. What else do you need to know” I nervously giggled  

“I just wanted to make sure that you still like him because you guys are definitely my OTP”

“Do you wanna go dance” I suggested trying to change the subject as ‘Same Old Love’ by Selena Gomez started playing

“Sure” Hailee agreed while dragging me to the dance floor

Hailee and I danced like no one was watching, even though everyone was. I guess you could say that we were on everybody’s Snapchat stories that night. As we were dancing, I noticed that a certain black haired girl came to dance with us. I noticed who it was and immediately squealed.

“Selena! I’ve missed you so much! How have you been?” I asked going in for a hug

Selena giggled, “I’ve been great girl! How are you and Shawn?”

My smile immediately dropped. Why did she ask about Shawn and I? “Um… Shawn and I aren’t a thing?” I replied

“Oh,” Selena looked confused, “It’s just that Hailee told me-“ Selena was cut off

“-Nothing! I told her nothing” Hailee yelled from behind me

“Well you obviously told her something” I answered

“Oh, don’t worry about it. Selena’s just…..drunk!” Hailee hesitated

“What- I am not drunk!” Selena retaliated

“Oh! I think I just heard Taylor calling your name! Bye Sel!” Hailee waved whilst pushing Selena towards the direction of Taylor. That was odd. After that weird encounter the night seemed to calm down a bit. Everyone was just sitting in the kitchen and living room talking and laughing. It was fun, we all felt like we were kids again. None of us saw each other as, just regular people.

“Hey! Do you guys think it’s time for the fire pit jam sessions!!!” We heard Dinah Jane from Fifth Harmony yell. Tons of people started yelling, expressing their agreement. Fire pit jam sessions is what Shawn would do at all of his parties. We would all go out to the balcony and sit around and sing songs together. Shawn’s balcony was beautiful. It was surrounded by couches that were attached to the edges and in the middle was a beautiful fire pit that could be used for any occasion. The view from the balcony was breathtaking. The city lights resembled stars in the midnight sky and it felt like you were looking at space through a telescope. 

I noticed Shawn taking his guitar outside as everyone else went to go throw out their drinks. My friends and I don’t drink so we were heading straight for the balcony. Right when I opened up the door to the  balcony I felt a hand push me into the balcony and lock the door behind me. I fell to the ground and was extremely confused. I turned to look at the glass door and noticed Hailee, Selena, Dinah, Normani, Lauren, Ally, and Zendaya all smiling and waving at me. I started banging on the door telling them to open up. I was immediately stopped when I heard a voice from behind me.

“Are you okay?” A voice chuckled. It was Shawn. Oh my god it was Shawn. I didn’t turn around because I knew that I would be even more embarrassed than I already was.

“Yeah I’m fine” I spoke in a shaky breath. I glared at my friends through the glass as they were all watching the ordeal in curiosity.

“You can come sit down if you want, I don’t bite” Shawn laughed. Gosh. Shawn’s laugh was the most beautiful thing ever. I slowly turned around and began walking towards Shawn. He was getting his acoustic guitar ready for the jam session.

“Why are you walking so slow? You act like I’m gonna try to murder you” Shawn joked. I noticed my slow pace and then began to walk at a normal pace. I sat down on the couch on the right side of Shawn. He looked around and then looked back at me.

“Where is everyone?” He asked

“Probably putting their drinks away?” I answered. I had no idea what was going on and I had no idea why my friends had done this. Shawn nodded his head. After a while of him tuning his guitar, he started to play a really nice tune.

“Wow. That sounds beautiful Shawn” I commented, absolutely breathless.

“Really? It’s something from my new album” He blushed

“I’ve always wanted to learn how to play the guitar but I haven’t found anyone to teach me yet” I smiled

“I can teach you” Shawn replied nonchalantly

“Really?” I asked in shock

“Of course, you’re one of my best friends” Shawn smiled

“Do you think you can teach me something right now?” I inquired

“What do you wanna learn?” He asked whilst raising his eyebrow

“I wanna learn the bridge to Stitches” I answered

“Alright” Shawn agreed.

I moved to sit next to Shawn and he placed the guitar on my lap as he started to teach me.

“Here?” I asked placing my fingers on a whole different spot on the frets. Shawn and I have been playing this game for a while now. He would tell me where the notes were and I would place my fingers in a totally different spot. It was quite entertaining

“No Y/N, you know where you’re supposed to place your hands. How do I even put up with you anymore?” Shawn giggled. Oh my goodness. I’ve never heard Shawn giggle before and it was beyond the cutest thing I’ve ever heard.

“Okay. Enough of that. I think you’ve got it down let’s try to put it together and sing along.” Shawn suggested

I started to move my hands across the frets, playing the melody. Shawn and I then started to sing together


“Needle and a thread

Gotta get you out of my head

Needle and a thread

Gonna wind up dead

Needle and a thread

Gotta get you out of my head

Needle and a thread

Gonna wind up dead

Needle and the thread

Gotta get you out of my head

Needle and a thread

Gonna wind up dead

Needle and the thread

Gotta get you out of my head

Get you out of my head”


“Wow Y/N! That was great, you’re a really fast learner” Shawn was clearly impressed with me. I started blushing

“Only because you’re an even better guitar teacher” I giggled. Shawn pulled me into a hug. Shawn smelt so nice, and he was so cute. I’m surprised that I haven’t started crying just thinking about his beauty. Oh my god, why am I so weird? Shawn and I pulled away but before he could let go of me I noticed something on his face.

“Oh my god Shawn, you have glitter on your cheek” I laughed.

“Can you please get it off of my face?” Shawn laughed back.

I straddled his lap and picked the glitter off of his face and then turned to look him in the eyes. I suddenly realized how close we were. His arms were still around my waist and our faces were only centimetres apart. Before I knew it, our lips were touching and my arms were around his neck. Shawn’s lips were as soft as cotton candy and they tasted like strawberries dipped in chocolate. I was absolutely melting in his arms. Shawn and I pulled away and stared at each other in silence.

“I’m so sorry” Shawn spoke, breaking the silence.

“Sorry for what?” My mind was racing. Did he not like me? Did I just ruin our friendship?

“I’m sorry for not telling you that I liked you” Shawn smiled

“Oh my gosh. That’s great I thought you were going to reject me. I like you too Shawn” I sighed in relief.

“But I really do like you. You’re incredibly smart, lyrically gifted, and you have a magnificent personality. You truly are a magnificent human being, inside and out, flaws and all.” Shawn admitted. I was in a complete daze. Everything that Shawn had just said was absolutely marvellous.

“Wow, that was so beautiful and poetic” I giggled. I was blushing so hard right now.

“Shawn, you are the most handsome man that I have ever laid my eyes on. You are an incredibly sweet gentleman and your smile lights up my whole world. Your giggle is pretty cute too” I beamed

“That was so sweet Y/N. I’m guessing we’re dating now?” Shawn raised his eyebrow

“If you want to” I answered

“Well, I was actually just about to ask you out on a date to that Italian restaurant that you always wanted to go to, and yes we are a thing now” Shawn replied

“Great. I’m glad to call you my boyfriend and I would love to go on that date with you” I smiled

“Good. I’m also glad to call you my girlfriend.

“Finally!” A voice yelled. I heard the balcony door unlock and everyone started to pour into the balcony.

“You’ve been pining after her for way too long dude” Nick Jonas commented. I got off of Shawn’s lap and sat down right beside him.

“That was the cutest thing that I have ever seen in my entire life” Lauren Jauregui commented

“And that was all thanks to Hailee” Zendaya added

“What do you mean?” I asked in curiosity

“Well I may or may not have been planning to lock you two on the balcony until you finally confessed your love for each other” Hailee giggled

“Thank you for that Haiz” I smiled

“Anything for my best friend” Hailee laughed sitting down next to me. Everyone started settling down and the jam session soon started.

Maybe I should go to parties more often.

A/N: Wow that was incredibly cheesy :/

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Aitsu no Daihonmei (His Favorite) -

Despite the fact that i draw romantic things, i hate the romance genera. Mainly because either the protagonist annoys the bee-jegus out of me or the drama (such as a miscommunication) is a cake on. So it’s rare for me to find one i like

Especailly BL manga, i truly hate the ridiculously handsome over powering seme who constantly rapes the pretty, jealous,whinny, weak uke.

However if u want to read something that goes beyond ur expectation read Aitsu no Daihonmei! This BL has plot/character development and isn’t bombarding the reader with porn. In fact we are in 9th vol and the main characters hasn’t even done it yet (wow it’s a record!)

Our main character is Yoshida (uke) who is actually (surprise!) consider ugly by everyone (personally i think he’s cute). Yet Yoshida is kind, pure and naive person who can defend himself, speaks up his mind. he is consider manly by his peers. He gets confessed by the most handsome dude in school. Our seme, Satou, behind his kind smiles and flirtatious natures, is a twisted sadist resulted from being bullied as a child/tormented in training camp/uncaring family. 

It also happens that Yoshida had defend Satuo when they were kids.

Despite the fact that everyone calls Yoshida “ugly” Satou couldn’t love him any less. And because of Yoshida’s caring nature Sato is opening up more and be  true to his emotions. 

I just love this, i love the fact that anyone could relate the story’s one or more aspect. We all think that we might be too ugly or too broken to love and be loved. Yet this BL manga i happen to come across by accident yesterday, amazed me! It’s cute, funny, witty, hot and enjoyable to read! i highly recommend it!!!!!

it also has my spirit animal in it->

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other reading recommendation

A Silent Voice

My Love Story

Honey And Clover

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i probably went overboard a little bit. anyway @hoseokloved tagged me to do this describe myself w the pictures i have on my phone thing & it was fun! even though it does’t look nice bc i did this in the 5 secs i had between classes omg.

anyway idk who has done this yet so if i tag you & you’ve already done it  just ignore me: @blood-sweat-and-sin @jackson-wang-tbh @warof-hormone @lovutae @justwhatevermark @poeticyoungjae @johnnyseod @cheerful-tea @iloveyugy @hiimcaroline @mart-art

Marinette's Fashion dedication and all the work she puts into details

I’m more posting this after RE-WATCHING CLIMATIKA FOR THE FIFTIETH TIME.

AND ONLY JUST REALIZING HOW SERIOUSLY EPIC MARINETTE IS.

I love the post going around saying that Marinette isn’t shy, she isn’t, but has a lot of spunk. I almost want to expand on that with her fashion designer-ness. Not really to inform anyone because I’m pretty sure everyone under the sun has noticed except me because wow, do I feel slow not realizing!

How long have I been in this fandom again?!?!!?!

So, most obviously, we learn in-show that Marinette has made hats, loves making hats:

“No, Manon, it’s not done yet!”

“Everything is handmade…”

“Voila!”

And even a banner:

(If I’m missing something, please do tell! :D )

All of those were obvious, she and others say outright that Marinette has made those things.
We even see her making the Pigeon Hat for the competition:

So why do I care so much about this? Because it wasn’t until I re-watched episodes yesterday that I noticed Marinette’s purse:

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Music and Lyrics of a Love Song (Takashi Ninagawa SITS Fanfic)

Saturday morning. I woke up with bright rays of sun shining from the window. I glanced to my side and saw my boyfriend’s sleeping face. I ended up sleeping in his room again. I really think he should buy a bed. We barely fit in his sofa. We were so close together I can feel his breath in my ears. I blushed. I propped my elbows and stared at him. He’s so cute when he sleeps. You would never imagine this same face becomes a monster when he’s in the zone. I chuckled. Staring at him made me want to kiss him. I mentally slapped myself. Naughty me. Well, he won’t know, right? I lowered my face and stole a peck on his lips. I giggled.
“Aren’t you a sneaky one?” Taka’s eyes were open, staring right at me.
My eyes widened. “We’re you awake all this time?!” I shrieked. “Since when?!”
“A few minutes before you.” He smiled.
I pouted. “Then why did you pretend to be asleep?”
He laughed. “I was trying to see what you’re gonna do. And I say, I was surprised. I didn’t think you would steal a kiss from me.”
I felt blood rise to my cheeks. “It’s so embarassing.” I hid my face in his chest. He hugged me and I could feel him laughing. “It’s fine. I do that thing too.”
I glanced up him. “You what?!” Did I hear him right?
He just smiled then kissed me on my forehead. “Get up now. We’ll go somewhere.” He unwrapped his arms around me and got up from the sofa. I got up too and went straight to my room.
With no idea where we are headed to, I picked a simple pink dress to wear and matched it with a doll shoes. After taking a quick bath, I dressed up and put on a little make up. Lipgloss and light pink blush. I hope I don’t look over-excited for our little walk.
I heard a knock on my door as soon as I got dressed. “Yes?” I answered. “Are you ready?” Taka asked behind the door.
“Yes. I’ll be there in a sec.” I quickly fixed my hair then went to the door and opened it. Taka was wearing his usual outfit, a shirt under a jacket, black pants, headphones around his neck and a cap as a disguise, but he looks hotter in them now, if that is possible.
He stared at me for a few seconds then looked away. I saw a faint blush on his cheeks. I blushed too, seeing that. He returned his gaze at me and stretched out his hand. “Let’s go.” I nodded and took his hand. We left the house with our hands interlaced.

“Where are we going?” I asked as we walk down the familiar streets of the town. He glanced at me a bit. “Somewhere.” He vaguely answered.
I did not question any further and just excitedly anticipate where he’ll take me.
We arrived at a café. It’s a little hidden from the main road. The place is cute and comfy. There were only a few people in there, so we don’t have to mind Taka being spotted by paparazzis. We sat on the the corner spot of the coffee shop. The place might be secluded but we still have to be careful.
I ordered chocolate chip pancakes and iced mocha while Taka ordered caramel pancakes and caramel milk tea. I popped a slice of pancake in my mouth. “Mmmmm! This is so good.” I heard Taka chuckled. “You just love to eat.”
I pouted. “But it’s really tasty. How about yours?” He sliced his pancakes then brought a slice in front of me. Huh? Is he going to feed me?
“Open your mouth. My arm’s feeling numb already.” He said, bringing the fork near to my mouth. I opened up and ate the pancake. “I-it’s good too.” I managed to say, feeling embarassed.
He opened his mouth and said. “Aah.” I stared at him dumbfounded. “Feed me too. You should return the favor.” Though feeling shy about it, I also fed him. “It’s good. But I like my caramel pancake more.”
I smiled. “You just love caramel too much.” And we both laughed. We continued chatting as we ate.

When we finished our breakfast, we walked to a nearby park and sat on the bench. We just looked at the people walking around. He suddenly started to hum. I glanced at him. “Is that the new melody you’re working on?”
He shook his head. “This one’s a love song.” He stared at me and I saw myself reflected in his eyes. “It’s for you.” He smiled. I saw a faint blushed appear on his cheeks.
I smiled back at him. “Thank you. That’s a beautiful song.” I gave him a peck on his cheek and he became redder that he is.
“I need to write this down before I lost the melody in my head.” He said. My shoulders fell. Does this mean our date is already over? He made no signs showing that we’re leaving. He pulled his phone from his pocket and started drumming his fingers on it. I took a peek of what he’s doing and I saw him using an app that looks like his synthesizer at home.
I stared at him and smiled to myself. He’s lost in his own world again. I did not bother him anymore and pulled a notebook from my bag. I jotted down words that came to my head. Unknowingly, I was able to write lyrics for a full song.
“Are you done?” I looked up at Taka and saw him staring at me. His face is so close to mine. “I-I thought you were composing.” I fumbled at my words.
He nodded. “But I finished a few minutes ago.” He glanced to my notebook then back to my face. “Is that lyrics to a song?” I bobbed my head.
“May I see it?” I handed him my notebook and he read through the words I wrote. A smile crawled upon his face. He held my hand and suddenly stood up. “Let’s go home and start working on this. I think your lyrics fit perfectly to the melody I finished.”
I nodded and stood up. With that, we went home, straight to the recording studio to work on the new song.

After a few hours of working on the song, finally we’re finished. “All done!” I stretched my arms feeling fulfilled. Taka wrapped his arms around my waist. “Good job. That’s my girl.” He rested his chin on my shoulder.
I can feel his warmth around me. I want to stay like this forever.
Taka stretched out his hand and grabbed the computer mouse. He clicked on a file and the beautiful song we just finished played. He sang my lyrics. It’s like he’s singing it only for me.
I closed my eyes and let his singing voice drown my thoughts. “This will be our song. I won’t let anyone hear this yet.” I opened my eyes and see him looking earnestly at me. “Yes. It’s our secret love song.” We shared a passionate kiss as the song of our love plays.

~Yey done! This is my second fanfic for Taka. And I did this for my lovelies liaamari17 and ichthy-s. Lia-chan and Tia-chan (wow your names do rhyme :D), I do hope you like this one. I know you both love Takashi.
To everyone who would read this, I hope you would like this too! Happy reading! :)

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*Requested* Imagine slow dancing with Kol and kissing him for the first time.

( I hope you like this cute one right here and I apologize for not finding a better gif, but it´s hard to find one that fits. Btw, didn´t have that much time for editing so I apologize for any mistakes. I will edit it later. Enjoy my lovelies!)

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Your name: submit What is this?

It is a chillyevening in Mystic Falls and you strolling through one of the historical event in the town square. It´s just the town´s habit, throwing events like that almost every damn week. 

Suddenly you bump into someone while walking backwards after you admired some antic jewelry, which is offered in one of the little stores. You turn around, recognizing the smirk in front of you in an instant.

Kol: “Look who we have here. The lovely Y/N. What brings you to such a dull event?”

Y/N: “I was about to ask you the same thing.”

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Defending My Girl- A Sammy Wilk Imagine (Requested)

Y/N POV

I was beyond excited to be in Chicago for our next stop of the tour. We had been touring the U.S for the past month, stopping in the biggest cities and their biggest venues. Overall, Magcon was a great experience. I met so many amazing people only in the past month, like Jack and Jack, Sammy, Nash, Cameron, Matt, Aaron, Carter, Taylor and Mahogany.

It was definitely awkward being one of two girls around so many guys, but we all became one big family. I was added on to the tour last minute and wasn’t as well known as the others, so I always felt like I had something to prove.

I was currently waiting to get on stage and do my set. I had three song covers planned out, the same songs I had been doing each stop. I did my vocal warm ups backstage, as I waited for Nash and Cam to get off stage.

“You’re gonna be great Y/N, you always are.” Sammy whispered in my ear, surprising me.

“Jeez Sam, you scared me.” I said holding my chest.

“Sorry! I didn’t mean to, I just wanted to wish you luck even though you don’t need it.” Sammy said smiling down at me. If I had gotten close to anyone over the past month it was Sammy, he was beyond kind and we really connected. I hoped this would someday turn into something other than friendship.

“Thanks!” I replied as I brought him in for a hug.

The crowd and the vibe was great, Chicago was an amazing city. Finally, I was about to do my last cover, “Superbass” by Nicki Minaj, one of my favorites.

Not even halfway through the song, the crowd was so hype. Then suddenly, my earpiece turned off. I shrugged it off and continued like nothing happened, I couldn’t ruin this. I then noticed the crowd going wild and screaming, before I could turn I felt ice cold water cover my entire body. I was too stunned to even continue singing, I turned to see Jack and Jack holding an empty bucket, they were smiling…how could they smile this was beyond embarrassing for me.

I tried to put on a brave face and continue with the song as I was interrupted once more, by Matt squirting whipped cream all over me, where did he even come from? This was the final straw, how on earth could they do this.

I ran off stage, doing my best not to cry, locking myself in my dressing room. I sat on the floor against the door, the tears now flowing down my face. My body was soaking wet and sticky from the whipped cream, my outfit probably ruined. Not to mention hundreds of people just witnessed this and probably got videos of it to upload to YouTube.

As I was having a breakdown I heard muffled voices coming down the hall. I recognized the voices to be Aaron, Carter and Taylor.

“ Yo that was amazing, they got Y/N good!” I heard Carter say.

“I don’t know man, did you see her run off stage she looked pretty upset, but it was still funny as hell.” Aaron said as the other guys laughed.

I couldn’t believe they all decided to prank me in front of everyone. I knew the guys liked their pranks, but why did I have to be the guinea pig to be pranked in front of an entire audience. Why couldn’t they have done something off stage?

I glanced at the clock on the wall and knew the show had to be over by now. I had to confront everyone. I slowly stood up and left the room, still dripping and feeling sticky.

I walked down the quiet hall to the group lounge where we usually went after our shows. As I opened the door the guys and Mahogany turned at looked at me. They all laughed, except for Sammy who looked saddened. Their faces changed once they saw my expression, which was probably full of rage. I didn’t even care that I was soaking wet either.

“Why the fuck would you guys do that?” I screamed.

“Relax Y/N, it was a joke. You know we like pranks.” Gilinsky said.

“It was good too, you gotta admit.” Matt added.

“We got you so good, don’t even lie to yourself.” Johnson said.

Everyone else began laughing, I stood there with my arms crossed against my chest. How could they think this was funny. Suddenly, Sammy stood up.

“Yo guys chill, don’t you see how upset she is. You embarrassed her in front of all those people, I told you she wouldn’t take this how you thought. Why couldn’t you have done a smaller scale prank that wasn’t on stage?” Sammy said loudly, causing everyone to stop laughing.

I was so taken aback that Sammy would actually stick up for me and he wasn’t done yet.

“All you guys think of is yourselves, what if that happened to you? You’d feel as bad as Y/N does right now. Look at her, can’t you tell she’s been crying? How is this funny to you guys?” Sammy said, looking at me with sympathetic eyes.

“Wow Sam, I’ve know you since middle school and I’ve never seen you defend someone like this.” Gilinsky said, raising an eyebrow.

“Yeah seriously, you never stick up for anyone or anything.” Nash added as the boys nodded.

“Maybe because he understands how hurt I was because the rest of you were too blind to realize.” I said as I began to feel really uncomfortable and suddenly more sticky. I left the lounge without saying another word and headed to the shower backstage to finally clean up.

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After staying in the shower for longer than I should have, I returned to my dressing room and got dressed. As I brushed my wet hair, I heard a soft knock on the door.

“Come in.” I said in the farthest thing from my cheery voice.

Sammy entered the room. “You okay?”

“I could be better.” I said not looking at him.

“Everyone was talking and said they’re sorry.” Sammy said as he rubbed my arm.

“Then why are you here and they aren’t?” I questioned.

“Isn’t it obvious, I like you Y/N. It hurt me to see you hurting, I had to make sure you were okay. The rest of them put two and two together when you were showering, they finally understood why I was so defensive.” Sammy said trailing off.

“Wait, what…. You like me?” I said almost laughing.

“I do, a lot actually. This past month we’ve gotten so close and you’re such an amazing person. I can’t be the only one feeling the way I do, please tell me you want to take this to the next level.” Sammy said gazing into my eyes.

I was honestly at a loss for words, so I nodded.

“I’ll take that as a yes.” Sammy whispered leaning down, kissing me softly.

The sudden sound of the door opening, broke us apart.

I looked to see all of the guys and Mahogany in my dressing room, each of them holding some sort of apology letter or gift.

“I’m gonna speak for all of us when I say we’re sorry Y/N. We just wanted to initiate you into all of this with a prank. We definitely took it to the next level and should’ve done something behind the scenes instead of in front of everyone. Sam was right, you’re lucky you have him looking out for you, he really cares for you. And we have every right to expect a retaliation prank.” Johnson said as everyone nodded.

“Thanks everyone I appreciate it. I’m so lucky to have all of you.” I said my eyes landing on Sammy as he squeezed my hand, the one I was the most thankful for.

“So are you guys like a thing now?” Mahogany asked smiling.

Sammy and I turned towards each other both of us smiling from ear to ear, nodding.

“Yeah, we are!” I said feeling like I was on cloud nine.

“Oh great, now Y/N’s gonna have Sammy involved in her revenge scheme.” Taylor chuckled.

“Totally, you know I gotta help my girl out.” Sammy said as my heart fluttered at the sound of him calling me his girl.

“You all better sleep with one eye open tonight and for the rest of tour.” I said as I began thinking of the best ways to get everyone back.

8

Yet another reason why I love Taylor Momsen. She could’ve just thanked everyone for winning hottest female.

Or she could’ve done what a lot of celebrities do and say, “Wow, thank you, but the other nominees were so much more beautiful than me.”

Instead, after being thankful for winning the award she just tweeted that one small thing. Yet, despite being short, it was full of so much beauty and kindness. Taylor you are truly a wonderful person and an inspiration.

I hope everyone takes her words to heart. Everybody is equally beautiful. That is the reality.

@ddlovato: THANKS JIMMY!!!! 😭😭😭 #dearzachary was one of the most heart-breaking, infuriating yet inspiring documentaries I’ve EVER SEEN. @jimmyfallon - you owe me a TON of tissues!!!! To anyone who hasn’t seen this documentary - you HAVE to see it and then tell everyone you know… My heart is broken but still filled with hope and I hope to meet Kate and David Bagby someday even if it’s just to give them both a giant hug. Well done Kurt Kuenne for one of the most touching tributes to a friend/family ever. #wow

today you ... tomorrow me.

Just about every time I see someone I stop. I kind of got out of the habit in the last couple of years, moved to a big city and all that, my girlfriend wasn’t too stoked on the practice. Then some shit happened to me that changed me and I am back to offering rides habitually. If you would indulge me, it is long story and has almost nothing to do with hitch hiking other than happening on a road.

This past year I have had 3 instances of car trouble. A blow out on a freeway, a bunch of blown fuses and an out of gas situation. All of them were while driving other people’s cars which, for some reason, makes it worse on an emotional level. It makes it worse on a practical level as well, what with the fact that I carry things like a jack and extra fuses in my car, and know enough not to park, facing downhill, on a steep incline with less than a gallon of fuel.

Anyway, each of these times this shit happened I was DISGUSTED with how people would not bother to help me. I spent hours on the side of the freeway waiting, watching roadside assistance vehicles blow past me, for AAA to show. The 4 gas stations I asked for a gas can at told me that they couldn’t loan them out “for my safety” but I could buy a really shitty 1-gallon one with no cap for $15. It was enough, each time, to make you say shit like “this country is going to hell in a handbasket.”

But you know who came to my rescue all three times? Immigrants. Mexican immigrants. None of them spoke a lick of the language. But one of those dudes had a profound affect on me.

He was the guy that stopped to help me with a blow out with his whole family of 6 in tow. I was on the side of the road for close to 4 hours. Big jeep, blown rear tire, had a spare but no jack. I had signs in the windows of the car, big signs that said NEED A JACK and offered money. No dice. Right as I am about to give up and just hitch out there a van pulls over and dude bounds out. He sizes the situation up and calls for his youngest daughter who speaks english. He conveys through her that he has a jack but it is too small for the Jeep so we will need to brace it. He produces a saw from the van and cuts a log out of a downed tree on the side of the road. We rolled it over, put his jack on top, and bam, in business. I start taking the wheel off and, if you can believe it, I broke his tire iron. It was one of those collapsible ones and I wasn’t careful and I snapped the head I needed clean off. Fuck.

No worries, he runs to the van, gives it to his wife and she is gone in a flash, down the road to buy a tire iron. She is back in 15 minutes, we finish the job with a little sweat and cussing (stupid log was starting to give), and I am a very happy man. We are both filthy and sweaty. The wife produces a large water jug for us to wash our hands in. I tried to put a 20 in the man’s hand but he wouldn’t take it so I instead gave it to his wife as quietly as I could. I thanked them up one side and down the other. I asked the little girl where they lived, thinking maybe I could send them a gift for being so awesome. She says they live in Mexico. They are here so mommy and daddy can pick peaches for the next few weeks. After that they are going to pick cherries then go back home. She asks if I have had lunch and when I told her no she gave me a tamale from their cooler, the best fucking tamale I have ever had.

So, to clarify, a family that is undoubtedly poorer than you, me, and just about everyone else on that stretch of road, working on a seasonal basis where time is money, took an hour or two out of their day to help some strange dude on the side of the road when people in tow trucks were just passing me by. Wow…

But we aren’t done yet. I thank them again and walk back to my car and open the foil on the tamale cause I am starving at this point and what do I find inside? My fucking $20 bill! I whirl around and run up to the van and the guy rolls his window down. He sees the $20 in my hand and just shaking his head no like he won’t take it. All I can think to say is “Por Favor, Por Favor, Por Favor” with my hands out. Dude just smiles, shakes his head and, with what looked like great concentration, tried his hardest to speak to me in English:

“Today you…. tomorrow me.”

Rolled up his window, drove away, his daughter waving to me in the rear view. I sat in my car eating the best fucking tamale of all time and I just cried. Like a little girl. It has been a rough year and nothing has broke my way. This was so out of left field I just couldn’t deal.

In the 5 months since I have changed a couple of tires, given a few rides to gas stations and, once, went 50 miles out of my way to get a girl to an airport. I won’t accept money. Every time I tell them the same thing when we are through:

“Today you…. tomorrow me.”

tl;dr: long rambling story about how the kindness of strangers, particularly folks from south of the border, forced me to be more helpful on the road and in life in general. I am sure it won’t be as meaningful to anyone else but it was seriously the highlight of my 2010.

via redditor u/rhoner

astro working at burger king

MJ: runs around the counter whenever he sees a baby or a puppy. 

Eunwoo: distracts customers because he’s inhumanly attractive so then they forgot what they wanted to order

Jinjin: puts his mixtapes into all the kid’s meals. when caught he blames rocky

Sanha: not really sure what he’s doing yet. trries to flip patties cooly but ends up throwing them up into the ceiling

Moonbin: so done with everyone, always. “no sir, we don’t have big macs here, this is burger king”

Rocky: cleans up after all his co-workers, especially sanha. takes over when moonbin loses his shit

ddlovato: THANKS JIMMY!!!! 😭😭😭 #dearzachary was one of the most heart-breaking, infuriating yet inspiring documentaries I’ve EVER SEEN. @jimmyfallon - you owe me a TON of tissues!!!! To anyone who hasn’t seen this documentary - you HAVE to see it and then tell everyone you know… My heart is broken but still filled with hope and I hope to meet Kate and David Bagby someday even if it’s just to give them both a giant hug. Well done Kurt Kuenne for one of the most touching tributes to a friend/family ever. #wow

            ( FUCKIN’ FINALLY. )

lmao just KIDDING its not all about the follower count.

BUT ALRIGHT IM SUPER DUPER SHITTY AT PLANNING
THESE so im gonna jump straight into that paragraph block
summary thing people write at the beginning of these things
thats all super duper sentimental and shit so HERE we go.

i literally cannot thank you guys for sticking with me through
so much. its honestly unbelievable and i am truly stunned still
to this day. i made this blog what, back in may?? yeah may i
think and ive come so far with this brand new muse of mine
that im SO happy to be playing. and im even MORE happy
that you guys are happy with him as well.

trunks has been so so important to me in life ever since i was
such a wee little baby and you have all been so supportive
of him AND me i just cannot even be more grateful. you guys,
my friends, my followers, my kind anons, youre the reason im
 still here. the reason i still roleplay, the reason im still even alive.

coming out about my age was probably one of the most difficult
things ive ever done, and it was something that made me think
horrible things, and i truly dreaded everyones reactions to finding
out i was actually so much younger than i actually was. yet, when
i came clean, i received nothing but acceptance of my apology
and positive support????? like wow i did not expect that. and im
so so thankful for all of you still wanting to be here with me today.
i couldnt ask for better friends. a better family.
- Sam.

uhm, ah, so without further adieu, here all all my lovely babes.
no specific order, just
A through Z !

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Since I was tagged by @worldofbeancraft​ here’s Vaard


Full Name: Vaard (no surname taken since being in Azeroth)
Gender and Sexuality: Male, Heterosexual
Pronouns: He/Him
Ethnicity/Species: Draenei
Birthplace and Birthdate: Shadowmoon before the Legion invasion of Draenor/ Now Outland.  Winter baby.

Guilty Pleasures: Sleeping when he’s supposed to be working.
Phobias: Fel taint.  He won’t get near the stuff/thing tainted unless he forces himself.  It’s a paranoia to the point of nightmares of being corrupted himself.
What They Would Be Famous For:  I wouldn’t say famous, but he would definitely be that one strict teacher or mentor everyone has horror stories about or gives sympathies to anyone under him.
What Have They / Would They Gotten Arrested For: Nothing he would intentionally do on purpose unless it was a misunderstanding.

OC You Ship Them With: None currently.  He’ll probably be single until the day he dies.
OC Most Likely To Murder Them: None there either unless someone just really hated him for reasons.
Favorite Book Genre: He says theology but loves mythology, especially when it comes from other races.
Least Favorite Book Cliche: Children’s picture books. 

Talents and/or Powers: Nothing of significance.  He’s average when it comes to the Light, has a knack for teaching or getting things done but is a decent writer when it comes down to it although he hates the process of writing itself.

Why Someone Might Love Them: Despite his abrasive personality when you first meet him, he is a big softy deep down and fiercely loyal to those he cares about or anyone who knows him well enough for him to feel comfortable to open up that much.
Why Someone Might Hate Them: He’s stubborn, bull headed, bossy, strict, leaves little room for error and doesn’t always talk enough to get his point or expectations across as clearly as some may like.

How They Change: He used to be quite different, not as coarse and reserved until the invasion of Shattrath where his wife and two children were killed.  His hatred for the Legion and Orcs after what happened in Draenor, and the loss of his family left him hardened and reserved that only gets worse as he ages.

Why You Love Them: Despite his flaws, he can be a big huggable bear sometimes.  He was one of my first characters that really drew me in and he’s changed a lot since I first started playing him, but he’s one I always go back to as one of my more favorite experiences in WoW.

Who You Tag: @insert-nerdy-username-here   (I’m not sure who else hasn’t done this yet, so I’m tagging everyone who wants to do this!)