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[zanephillips]

BIG TIME RUSH 4.02 "Big Time Scandal"

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Kendall Schmidt as Kendall Knight in Big Time Beach Party

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Kendall Knight + plaid: Big Time Rush season 1

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Flushed Feelings I Kendall Knight

Kendall is around his twenties in this, attends college as well.

Kendall Knight had been back at the Palm Woods for less than 24 hours after finishing Big Time Rush’s latest tour. The excitement of performing for thousands of fans had hardly faded, but as he walked through the lobby, he noticed something—or rather, 'someone'—new.

Y/N was crouched near the front desk, tinkering with what looked like a toolbox. She was laughing at something Buddha Bob was saying, her smile lighting up the room.

“Who’s that?” Kendall whispered to Carlos, who was munching on a corndog beside him.

Carlos shrugged. “Oh, that’s Y/N. She’s been helping Buddha Bob part-time for the past few months. Pretty handy with tools, from what I’ve heard.”

Kendall’s curiosity sparked. He didn’t know why, but something about her had him intrigued. He decided then and there to find out more about Y/N—without being obvious, of course.

For the rest of the day, Kendall wandered around the Palm Woods, casually asking anyone who’d talk to him about Y/N.

“Oh, Y/N? She’s cool, she's been here for about 6ish months and attends university not that far from here.” Camille said, raising an eyebrow. “Why do you ask?”

“No reason!” Kendall replied quickly, his face turning red as he backed away.

Gustavo had less patience. “I don’t care who she is, Kendall! Focus on the music! The next album isn’t going to write itself!”

By the time Kendall returned to his apartment, he was no closer to learning anything substantial but then, inspiration struck.

“I need a reason to talk to her,” Kendall muttered to himself, pacing. “Something casual. Something—”

He stopped mid-thought, staring at the bathroom door. An idea, albeit a questionable one, began to form.

Moments later, Logan walked in to find Kendall fiddling with the toilet.

“What are you doing?” Logan asked, narrowing his eyes.

“Clogging the toilet,” Kendall said matter-of-factly.

Logan blinked. “You’re… why?!”

“I need an excuse to call Y/N up here to fix it. Then I can talk to her without it being weird,” Kendall explained, clearly pleased with his genius plan.

“That’s a terrible idea!” Logan exclaimed. “She’s going to think you’re disgusting. Who does that?”

Kendall froze, the realization dawning on him. “Oh no… you’re right. What if she thinks I’m gross?”

“Exactly!” Logan said, throwing up his hands.

Before Kendall could fix his mistake, Y/N was already at the door, toolkit in hand. “Hey, you called about a clogged toilet?”

Kendall paled, stepping aside to let her in. “Uh, yeah. Thanks for coming up.”

"I've got missing assignments to catch up on, good luck with all of this." Logan patted Kendall's shoulder and walked away.

As Y/N got to work, James appeared, leaning casually against the bathroom doorframe.

“Well, hello there,” James said, flashing his signature smile. “You must be Y/N. I’ve heard so much about you.”

Y/N glanced at him briefly, then went back to removing the toilet’s lid. “That’s nice,” she said politely.

“Do you know who I am?” James pressed, undeterred.

“Yes,” Y/N replied, keeping her focus on the toilet.

“And…?” James prompted, clearly fishing for a compliment.

“And I think I’d rather focus on fixing this toilet,” Y/N said, her tone light but firm.

Logan smothered a laugh from the couch, while Kendall tried to pretend, he wasn’t watching the interaction like a hawk.

Finally, after what felt like an eternity, Y/N stood up, wiping her hands on a rag. “All done. Should work fine now.”

“Thanks,” Kendall said, relief evident in his voice.

As Y/N gathered her tools, she turned to Kendall with a small smile. “By the way, I’m actually a fan of Big Time Rush. I went to one of your concerts earlier this year.”

Kendall’s heart skipped a beat. “You’re a fan?”

“Yeah,” she said, slinging her toolkit over her shoulder. “You guys were great live. Anyway, have a good night!”

As she walked out, Logan shook his head. “You’re lucky she’s nice. If it were me, I’d never speak to you again after that toilet stunt.”

Kendall wasn’t listening. He was too busy grinning like an idiot.

Y/N was a fan.

And maybe, just maybe, he had a chance.

The next morning, Kendall was sitting on the couch, replaying the previous night in his head. Every time he thought about Y/N’s smile and the way she casually mentioned being a fan, his heart skipped a beat. He was so lost in thought he didn’t even notice James plopping down beside him.

“You’re doing that goofy grin thing again,” James said, snapping his fingers in front of Kendall’s face.

“I am not,” Kendall protested, immediately wiping the smile off his face.

“Oh, you totally are. And let me guess—Y/N?” James teased, wagging his eyebrows.

Kendall rolled his eyes, but the blush creeping up his neck betrayed him. “Okay, fine. Maybe. I mean, she’s nice, smart, cool… and she likes Big Time Rush!”

“Yeah, yeah,” James said, waving him off. “So, when’s your next move? Because clogging another toilet isn’t going to cut it.”

Kendall groaned. “Don’t remind me.”

Logan entered the room, a mug of tea in hand. “Please, for everyone’s sake, don’t try anything involving plumbing again.”

Carlos popped up behind the couch. “Why don’t you just ask her out? Simple, direct, no clogs required!”

Kendall hesitated, fiddling with the hem of his shirt. “What if she says no? Or worse, what if she laughs at me?”

“Then she laughs,” Logan said with a shrug. “But at least you’ll know.”

Later that afternoon, Kendall found himself pacing outside the maintenance office. He’d been working up the nerve to talk to Y/N all day but couldn’t seem to go through with it.

Just as he was about to walk away, the door opened, and there she was, carrying a clipboard and looking just as effortlessly cool as ever.

"Oh, hey, Kendall,” she said with a smile, clearly surprised to see him.

“H-hey, Y/N,” he stammered, feeling like a nervous wreck.

“Everything okay?” she asked, tilting her head slightly.

“Yeah, I, uh… I just wanted to say thanks again for fixing the toilet last night,” Kendall said, scratching the back of his neck.

“No problem. Comes with the job,” Y/N replied.

Kendall took a deep breath. “Actually, I was wondering… would you maybe want to grab dinner with me? Sometime? Like, as a… date?”

Y/N blinked, clearly caught off guard. Then a smile spread across her face. “You know what? Yeah, I’d like that.”

“You would?” Kendall asked, his eyes widening.

“Of course,” she said, laughing softly. “You’re sweet, Kendall. And it’s not every day one of my favorite singers asks me out.”

That evening, Kendall decided to keep it casual, ordering takeout from his favorite burger place and setting up a movie night in the apartment.

When Y/N arrived, she looked around the room, taking in the cozy setup. “This is perfect,” she said, plopping down on the couch next to him. “Way better than some fancy restaurant.”

Kendall grinned, relieved she liked it. “I figured we could eat and watch a movie. Got any favorites?”

“I’m a sucker for anything superhero-related,” she admitted, pulling a fry from the takeout bag.

“Iron Man it is,” Kendall said, grabbing the remote.

As the movie played, they talked and laughed, their conversation flowing effortlessly. Kendall found himself more relaxed than he’d been in weeks, and every time Y/N laughed at one of his jokes, his chest swelled with pride.

By the time the movie ended, Y/N was leaning comfortably against Kendall’s shoulder, and he didn’t want the night to end.

“I had a great time tonight,” Y/N said softly.

“Me too,” Kendall replied, his voice just as quiet.

She tilted her head to look up at him, her eyes warm and filled with something he couldn’t quite place. “You know, you’re even sweeter in person than you are on stage.”

Kendall chuckled nervously. “Thanks… I think.”

“No, it’s a compliment,” she assured him.

Before he could respond, Y/N leaned up and kissed him, her lips soft and gentle against his. Kendall froze for a moment, his brain short-circuiting, but then he kissed her back, his hand coming up to cup her cheek.

When they finally pulled apart, Y/N smiled, her cheeks slightly flushed. “I should probably go before Buddha Bob sends out a search party,” she joked.

“Or you could stay,” Kendall offered, his voice hopeful.

Y/N laughed, grabbing her jacket. “Tempting, but let’s save that for date two.”

As she walked out the door, Kendall leaned against the frame, watching her leave with a goofy grin on his face.

“Date two,” he repeated to himself.

And for the first time, he felt like maybe, just maybe, he’d found something special.

[snow-snowball]

You call him "baby".

Characters: James Diamond, Logan Mitchell, Carlos Garcia, Kendall Knight.

Warnings: none; SFW

W: 1k

A/N: English is not my first language, so I apologise for my mistakes. Dividers belong to @enchanthings-a and her new blog @enchanthings

James Diamond:

• “Baby? Me?” the guy looked at you in confusion.

• James was clearly flustered. He was just around when you needed help retrieving the kite that got stuck in a tree.

• He often plays the role of the cool, glamorous guy, frequently hearing compliments like “Hey, handsome!” or “Looking good, are you free tonight?”, but no one had ever called him that way before.

• “No one’s ever called me that…” he said, pulling a purple bandana from his pocket and tying it around his head. “But if you want to, feel free to call me that when it’s just us, babe!” James winked at you, and after you raised an eyebrow in disbelief, he eventually retrieved the kite and casually handed it to you. “Did your little boy do well?” he asked, flashing a bright smile. You giggled, ruffled his hair playfully, and then dashed off.

• Even though he tries to project a cool demeanor, James is actually shy. He loved how you called him that, but he prefers to keep it private, not wanting his friends to tease him about it.

Logan Mitchell:

• Logan was in the kitchen, trying to fix Kendall's mom's mixer. She had asked him to do it three days ago, but Logan had been so swamped that it kept slipping his mind. Today, though, Gustavo finally gave them a day off, and the guy jumped at the chance to keep his promise.

• “Alright, this goes here, and that goes there. Got it,” he mumbled when suddenly you burst through the door, making him drop the screws he was supposed to attach.

• “Hey, baby, have you seen Carlos?” you asked while stepping inside, scanning the room for the guy in the helmet. “That fool broke my eyeshadow while goofing around!”

• “Ow!” Logan stubbed his pinky toe on the edge of the table, knocked over the glass of water, then slipped and fell.

• “Oh my God! Logan!” You rushed over to help him up. “Are you okay? I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to scare you!”

• “What did you just call me, like, three minutes ago?” he asked, rubbing his bruised tailbone.

• “Baby?”

• “Baby…that’s intriguing. Are you developing some sort of motherly instinct or something?”

• “Mother…what? What the hell do you mean, maternal instinct? God, Logan, you innocent goofball.” You slapped your forehead and headed for the door. “If you see Carlos, give me a shout!” The door slammed shut, leaving Logan alone with his thoughts. Honestly, he understood what you meant when you called him that. But he was so flustered that he decided to get out of the situation with his usual cleverness.

• “Ha-ha-ha! Baby Logan!” Someone’s laughter echoed in the room, and Logan turned to see Carlos fall from the ceiling. “Ouch.” He lay on the floor for a few minutes, writhing in pain, before giving a thumbs-up. “I’m fine!”

Carlos Garcia:

• Carlos was heading to the park, happily munching on a corn dog when suddenly you crashed into him and quickly ducked behind his broad back. Dogs were chasing you, and you were scared out of your wits. Carlos looked at you in confusion, then at the mutts, and back at you.

• “Dude, please help me!” You pressed yourself against his solid frame, trembling with fear. Without missing a beat, he pulled out more corn dogs from who-knows-where and tossed them into the bushes, where the dogs immediately bolted after them. “Farewell, my tasty treats,” Carlos lamented, but his mood lifted instantly when he felt a kiss on his cheek.

• “Thanks, babe!” You wrapped your arms around him tightly, giving him another peck on the cheek before dashing off.

• “Whoa…” The guy broke into a goofy grin and fainted right there. His friends, who had orchestrated the whole thing (they didn’t mean to scare you; they just wanted to set you up with Carlos), high-fived each other and rushed to pick him up, narrowly avoiding the feet of passing pedestrians.

Kendall Knight:

• Kendall was completely wiped out after yet another concert.

• The screaming fans and equally rowdy friends had drained him to the bone.

• So, exhausted, he broke away from his buddies, heading home for some much-needed peace and quiet.

• His fatigue was so overwhelming that he mixed up the numbers and accidentally walked into your place.

• You were in the middle of whipping up dinner when you heard the front door bang shut.

• Curious, you strolled down the hallway and spotted the adorably snoozing Kendall sprawled out on your couch. Chuckling at the hilarity of the situation, you fetched a blanket from your room, gently covering him so he wouldn’t freeze. With that done, you returned to the kitchen, now needing to whip up dinner for two.

• Half-asleep, Kendall caught the sound of clattering from the kitchen and a delicious smell wafting through the air, thinking it was his mom cooking. He snuggled deeper into the blanket. Then, another mouthwatering aroma hit him—one that had been driving him wild for the last three months.

• Bolting upright, Kendall looked around, realizing he wasn’t at home. Rubbing his eyes, he made his way to the kitchen.

• You were busy pulling out plates when suddenly, strong arms wrapped around your waist, and a sleepy head rested on your shoulder.

• “Hey babe? Did you sleep well?” you asked, turning to embrace him, your fingers gently running through his hair.

• “Mmhmm,” he mumbled, nuzzling his chin deeper into your shoulder. “Babe? Is that my new nickname now?” Kendall chuckled sleepily, pulling back to plant a soft kiss on your forehead. “So, what’s for dinner?” Just as he leaned in for a kiss on the lips, the rest of Big Time Rush burst in, catching you both in a cozy moment.

• “Looks like we showed up at a bad time.” Logan quipped, awkwardly covering his eyes.

• “Ooh! Pasta!” Carlos darted over to one of the pots, grabbing a plate from the cupboard and piling food onto it. The others shot him disapproving glares. “What?” Carlos asked with a mouthful. “I’m starving!”

© 2024 do reblog, but don’t copy or publish my work on other platforms, or translate (without my permission) into other languages. Any coincidences are coincidental! @snow-snowball

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Kendall: "What time is it?"

All of BTR: "It's girl time!"

Y/N: "Sex time!"

BTR: *Looks at him in shock*

Y/N: "What? You guys don't have a 'sex time?'"

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James Diamond Analysis

Because I did a Drake Parker analysis forever ago, and said I would do a James Diamond one once I rewatched BTR. I think that was like in july??? idk.

Ah, James Diamond, yet again another character who cares a lot about his appearance and chases girls throughout the canon show- Wait. Are we sure I'm not talking about Drake Parker instead??? I'm kidding, that's mean. I'm sorry. (No I'm not)

BTR establishes him as the one who wants to see his name up in lights, the one who wants to pursue a music career. He's the reason why Kendall gets chosen by Gustavo in the first episode. But to be honest, the show never delved deeper past the outer most level of his character.

James is the pretty boy who always carries around a hand mirror, has a lucky comb, and spends far too much time applying Barracuda Man spray to make himself smell nice for the ladies.

But underneath that, just who is he?

First, we gotta look at where he comes from. Duluth, Minnesota, but I mean his family life. His mother owns a beauty product company and his father... well we don't know who his father is. (Correct me if I'm wrong.) But we do know that he is a child of divorce. Like I said with Drake, divorce is hard on the child. But also James is an only child.

Maybe I'm just projecting or I'm letting BTR fanon get to me, but as much as Brooke loves her son, I don't think she takes him seriously. He wants to be a singer, he wants to be famous. Not many of the adults in his life take him seriously, I mean we don't see their school teachers outside of Miss Collins at the PalmWoods so I can only assume his teachers back at Duluth didn't take him that seriously either.

He's not established as the comedic relief, but it's still treated as a funny joke when James mentions anything about singing or fame. Like it's laughable that he wants something so bad. The only people that do take him seriously are his friends. I mean, Kendall made Gustavo make them a boyband for James because it was James' dream. He saw his friend get crushed by Gustavo and had to do something about it.

Which leads me to believe that James is essentially in Kendall's shadow. The friend who wants nothing to do with singing and music, is deemed the more talented one. Anyone else would be upset and hurt, and James is for a little while, but it doesn't effect their friendship. He may chase after girls, but his friends mean the world to him.

Maybe I'm projecting, but I think his friends matter so much to him because he grew up alone. Brooke is a business woman, and I don't doubt that she rarely looked after him. She loves him but it only comes off as Brooke loving him once he's gone. I could be wrong, and very mean, but it's my opinion. Take it with a grain of salt. I also understand that no parent wants to be away from their child, especially not across the country, but I digress.

To me, it seems like James would do anything to keep his friends by his side. Especially give up his dream. After Hawke gave him everything he could ever want, something was missing. James knew he couldn't do it without his bros. Their friendship is crucial to him, without them he has no one who truly understands him the way his friends do. He's not vain, or mean, or petty. He's a teenager who will do dumb stuff over the course of the show because he wants something that he can't truly have, so badly.

And honestly, I can understand that. Life didn't go the way he planned. His dreams were crushed on that audition stage but then his friend comes to save the day because they were there for him. Okay, sorry this is weirdly becoming a friendship analysis. Hold on.

James isn't taken seriously, outside of his friend group. Not by Gustavo, not by his mother, not even by Hawke. He was singled out because Hawke knew he could use James' dream against him. To everyone else around him he's just a loveable dork who won't be able to truly achieve his dreams. He's not given any merit, or the chance to prove himself. Yes, that's what I was trying to get to.

James was set up for failure before he even started. Not because his friends are the only ones who truly care, but because the adults dismiss him. It's a fleeting pipe dream. Gustavo literally said to him on that stage that James has no talent, that has to be a blow to his confidence. And maybe the reason why his character changes in seasons 3 and 4 is because he doesn't have that confidence anymore. He lost it because people no longer considered him an individual outside of the group.

(Are we 100% sure I'm not talking about Drake Parker? Okay, okay. I'll stop. I'll stop.) I've said my piece, food for thought I suppose.

[suttonstrackesdrinkingproblem]

14 years ago today Big Time Rush released there first album titled 'Big Time Rush'

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Happy St. Patrick's Day from The Good Luck Patrol 🍀🍀🍀🍀

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15 glorious, fun-filled, sun-filled years...

...let's all look up and think about them now. 💭

[heffrondriving]

❝ And KENDALL needs to stop talking back to me after everything I say! ❞

[partiallypearl]

FAVOURITE FICTIONAL FAMILIES: KENDALL, KATIE AND JENNIFER KNIGHT

You sing to me when I can't sleep at night. No, I don't. Yes, you do, honey.

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Big Time Rush + the boys entering simultaneous daydreams

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big time rush doodles! i so much love this series (´ω`)

💓💓💓💓💓💓💓💓

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LET'S MAKE WAVES | BIG TIME RUSH