#so I got first row of seats!
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officialkarinuzumaki · 2 years ago
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I GOT FALL OUT BOY VIP TICKETS FRONT ROW!!!!! 🤩😭
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morganbritton132 · 2 years ago
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would steve ever insist that eddie comes to basketball games with him just so they have an excuse to get those good seats right at the court that famous people and celebrities usually get?
Eddie is not Steve’s go-to person if he wants basketball tickets.
He goes to Lucas because every doctor knows a doctor that knows someone with season tickets they never use. And also, Steve kinda wants to go to the game with someone who, you know, will actually enjoy being there.
Eddie’s undying hatred of all things sports is, well…undying.
But Steve’s been a Pacers’ fan since the first time his dad shoved a basketball in his hands and taught him how to shoot. He has watched them lose in the playoffs every year that they make it to it, but he’s convinced. 2014 was going to be different.
He just can’t get tickets. He spent all day trying to buy them online and failed, and all the resale tickets are for seats that suck or way over his paygrade. Him and Eddie pay for their own hobbies out of their separate bank accounts, and Steve can’t afford the absolutely ridiculous price that’s being asked so…
“Please?” Steve asked, big puppy eyes and adorable little pout. He knew what he was doing and so did Eddie. “Pretty please? I never ask you for anything, Ed…Okay, fine, except for all the stuff I ask you for, but this is different. It’s a small price to pay to see my team win.”
“Your team that has literally never won in the history of all time?”
“How many championships does Leg-less the loser elf have?” Steve asked.
“…It’s Legolas,” Eddie said. “And he was a part of the fellowship that kinda saved the world.”
“So was I,” Steve pointed out. “And I deserve this.”
Steve didn’t ask for courtside seats. He didn’t ask to be sat among the rich and famous. Hell, he didn’t even ask Eddie to go with him. He just wanted to see if Eddie had a connection that could get him a ticket for a seat that wasn’t in the nosebleeds.
Steve doesn’t really believe that the tickets Eddie showed him are real until they are sitting in their seats – their seats that are courtside and five feet away from Paul George warming up. Steve is so excited to be there that he pretty much misses Eddie shaking someone’s hand right in front of him until he’s nudged in the shoulder, “Babe, you know, Sandy, right?”
“Yeah, totally,” Steve says absently, sparing a glance in the direction Eddie was gesturing before looking back out at the court. It takes him a second for his brain to register who he was just looking at and then, “Holy shit, you’re Sandra Bullock.”
She is just as beautiful and as nice as Steve has always thought she was, and she’s amused by him which makes Steve blush. She holds out her hand to him, “And you are…”
“I’m…” Steve trails off, only picking back up his train of thought when Eddie laughs loudly beside him. “Steve. I’m Steve. Uh, Harrington. Eddie’s – I’m – we’re together, by law.”
“We’re married,” Eddie grinned, throwing his arm over Steve’s shoulder, and wiggling his wedding ring at her. “Still working on how to tell people, obviously.”
She congratulates them and talks to them a bit about the game (bring Steve out of his starstruck stupor), and even buys them champagne as a late little wedding gift. It’s a blast.
Eddie spends half the game flinching every time the ball bounces a little too close or a player nearly ends up in their lap, but Steve is loving all of it. The other half of the time, Eddie is having Steve explain what’s going on and who the players are, or he’s talking to the guy next to him.
It’s some square jawed model type that Steve doesn’t recognize and also, doesn’t like. He’s a little too friendly with his husband, especially when he curled a piece of Eddie’s hair around his finger. When the two of them end up on the kiss cam together, Eddie doesn’t even get a chance to register it before Steve pulls him nearly out of the camera frame and kisses him.
Later, fans will make jokes about the pictures of that night because it’s very clear that Steve and Eddie switched seats.
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because-its-eurovision · 7 months ago
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The Eurovision stage is ready!
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tea-time-terrier · 1 year ago
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An earthdog weekend in which I drive multiple hours to camp and volunteer at a test that my dog doesn't run in.
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rapidhighway · 3 months ago
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dad just sent me an ominous text to intimidate me ig
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melodiesofmidnight · 11 months ago
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guess who got presale tickets to the 50th anniversary event for phantom of the paradise babyyyy
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scionshtola · 2 months ago
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i went to sleep early and didn’t even get any rest bc i was having college stress dreams
#i haven’t been in college in years!!!#i was in class. no matter what i did my pencil would not sharpen#i went through like five!! i couldn’t do the assignment!#and then i left class and got lost and was like an hour late to my next class#which i ended up going to my dorm first and ended up in the wrong apartment bc the keycard opened all the doors#and i ended up in my friends instead. and then i looked at my schedule and i hadn’t picked any of these classes#and i had a dance class that i was like no i have to change it#and i had classes at 8 on fri and not again til 6!!!#anyway i finally made it#to class. paul wesley was the prof. it was a class about video games and he didn’t care i was late#finally a break you might think. NO#i was like please let me make up the start of the class and he was like ok i’m going#to this party and teaching the class there so you should come to that#and he was going to give me a ride. in a cool fun dream this would probably be cool#but it’s my dream and so i was stressed out about having to go to a party and then when he picked me up it was with a 3 row suburban#full of ppl!! and there were no seats for me!! so i had to sit on the edge of the middle seat#and i was so stressed the whole drive WHICH NEVER ENDED BTW#that paul wesley was gonna flip the car and i would die bc i didn’t have a seatbelt#anyway. if you read all that i’m sorry for the most boring stress dream ever unfortunately i am a square#and was really stressed about it all ahdjdksk#good morning#i need a text post tag
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considerad · 3 months ago
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shaved my legs so I'm a different person now
#I was impressed that my dinky armpit-hair razor actually held up to the furred terrain it was dealing with#we've had water shortages 3 years in a row so the legs just weren't a priority. this might be the first time in a year or so#exciting stuff lol#also today I got crowded into a corner in the metro by a guy who was in the ladies carriage (?)#he was a good two heads taller than me. no mean feat. and stunningly well-proportioned#like a Greek statue tbh. just someone god took his sweet sweet time on y'know?#but like we're in *ran and he wasn't even supposed to be in the ladies carriage let alone literally squashing me into the wall#so I escaped under his arm#and got my first set of non-ooh-look-an-Asian-tourist looks from the other women in the carriage#the looks ranged from /poor helpless you what the hell was he doing/ to /goddamn girl you want to get away from THAT?/#yes ma'am I'm practising to be a monk you see. and also I'm not interested in getting arrested on my morning commute.#and t h e n (adding to the confusion we all had about him) he wedged himself into a newly vacated seat in between two chadori women#and got out a crochet hook and headphones#clarifying: no room to move either of his arms where he'd chosen to sit (also he's! not allowed to sit there!). barely room to BREATHE.#and this man really goes no no the commute needs Enrichment. sat there crocheting.#two things: he was diverting attention away from me which I always appreciate bc I'm tired of getting stared at everywhere#and: am I in love with no-social-cues Adonis who I'll never see again? Have I just been away from people my age too long? wth#thought
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goldennika · 6 months ago
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maybe it's just my age showing lol but idk if i could survive soundcheck, a three-hour concert, and a post-con meet and greet/send-off
those moas with better knees than me could do it though
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oceanwavesproteinshakes · 7 months ago
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Have to take a break from training legs cause i bruised my knee this morning
Sucks
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hibiscuslynx · 1 year ago
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i'd like to think nevada knows puck actually, and is getting wasted on the strip tonight
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fiveseatisthepowerhouse · 1 year ago
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Chasing the sunrise
The view from the coxswain’s seat is pretty darn sweet
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mellowmaidenhairs · 1 year ago
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NIGHTVALE LIVE TICKETS BOUGUUUUUGT NIGHTVALE NIGHTVALE 🕺🕺🕺🕺🕺🕺🕺🌈🌈🌈🌈🌈🌈🌈🏳️‍🌈🏳️‍🌈🏳️‍🌈
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catboywizard · 1 year ago
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!!!!!!!!!!!
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heartyearning · 2 years ago
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Huge fan of attending the same performance over and over again until I get it right (aka find the perfect central perspective)
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bungee-gum-b1tch · 2 years ago
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mayhaps i have acquired a new hyperfixation
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