#also i jsut wanna say that our high school band was/is one of the best in nebraska despite it being so small :3

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so last night i was feeling super nostalgic for high school band, marching band specifically. (band is legit the only thing i miss from high school. except maybe my gay chem teacher he was great) and i was listening to two cirque du soleil based shows we did, la nouba and quidam. (got a 1 ranking in both of those at state, in fact  we got a 96.6 on la nouba! nearly perfect!)

so like. because of band i LOVE the music in cirque du soleil performances so i thought why not try to find the two i love the most: la nouba and quidam?

well, i found both of them!! which was surprising cuz last time i felt like this was a few years ago and i could not find them. quidam makes sense since it was uploaded last year, but la nouba was uploaded in 2014?? idk

ANYWAYS la nouba is so fucking magical and im so glad i found a video of the full show. gonna watch quidam tonight, maybe ka tomorrow if i can find that (we also did marching band stuff for ka but it wasn’t toooo memorable. probably mostly because we got a 2 ranking at state. im so picky about this stuff xdxd, but the music is good)

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someone call a priest cause i need jesus.

Request: none

A/N: this is that one direction fanfic that we all read in like fifth grade that changed the way we look at wattpad for the rest of eternity. also this has minimal smut, its more about the plot. i just love making fun of small children writing on the internet. enjoy.

Warnings: smut stereotypes, human trafficking, sixsome?, degradation, weird shit

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I hate my life. My mom is a drug adict and my dad left when i was 2. Im an senior at my high school. Everyone at shool hates me because im different. they all listen 2 riana, and cant handle that i listen 2 other people. i really like this group called “no erection”, but theyre really unheard of. Its not may fault that im so fun and quircky. No election’s music is the only thing that gets me through my day.

My mom wakes me up at 3 am by yelling at me 2 come downstairs. “Whats going on?” i ask. “Im selling you for drug money lmao. By bitch.” she replies. I then have a bag thrown over my head and get rushed out the door. I feel myself being put in a van. I can hear other people around me. I pass out cause im tired as fuck, ig. I wake up when the van stops. They pull the bag off my head. 2 random men take my insode a really big mansion. “Theyll be down 2 see you in a minute” 1 of them says. They lock me in a big room and leave.

Approximately 13 minutes and 43.79 seconds later, the door starts 2 unlock. 5 men walk in and they all look kinda familiar. Then it dawns on me. “Omg! Your One Connection! Your like my favoirite band ever!” they all smirk at me. There standing in hight order, which is aesthetically pleasing, so i make my way around the room, eyeing each member. The first glimpse i get of hagrid is wonderful, his hair is almost as big as kylee’s ego. Leo is the next one in the line, his smile is so incredibly wide. In the middle is wayne, bein all cute n shit. The fourth member - and my favorite - is niagara. Hes just so easy 2 fall for. The final and shortest member is named lewis. Hes really shy, which is hot.

They talked 2 me for hours about tour and music and crazy fans, but i just wanna feel them hot man hands. I deside 2 b bold, so i jsut blurt it out. “Do you guys wanna fuck? Like all of us? Rn?” and obvously they say yes because im attractive as fuck. So we go 2 one of they’re beedrooms and get ready 2 have some fun. As im mentally preparing 2 get my soul fucked into another dimension, hagrid whispers in my ear “yer a cumslut, y/n.” i had nerver heard thar word before. “Im a what?” “yer a cumslut” and just like that all five men are around me, and on me, and in me. I feel so overwhelmed, but its a great feeling. None of us last very long, releasing our feel good juices over and over again. Niagara’s juice tastes the best. I likc it up as it falls down my cheek. Were all exhausted so we sprawl out on the bed 2 calm down. “Howd you like it?” leo asks. “It was great.” i say. “This is why no protection is my favorite band.”