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bluebandana · 4 years ago

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The LP Show Act 2: Summary

helloooooo we started off with some technical difficulties and got pushed back like an hour and a half (yes we are tired)

mae started off singing a few songs!!!

two minute waiting period!!!

a little intro video!!!

liam looks super cute!!!!! he has crowd sounds playing and the comment section up again!!!!

song 1: first time

he did a really cute giggle in between songs which i feel like really needed to be mentioned

song 2: slow

“i keep forgetting the fan sounds” 🥺🥺🥺

song 3: midnight

*forgets the sounds again*

“the reaction to the first show was amazing and this one seems even better. AND IT’S MY BIRTHDAY. i keep forgetting it’s my birthday”

showed merch and shouted out some fans

question: when are you coming to australia?

answer: he doesn’t know when he’s going back but he loves it!!! australia was the first place they went to after the uk (when 1d first started) and they loved the reaction to the band and “niall gave a helicopter the bird”

question: how does it feel to be performing by himself?

answer: talked about 10th anniversary!!! and how long it’s been and how amazing everything has been

“i’ve got a mustache now” (when talking about the changes in the past ten years)

song 4: night changes “i’m gonna need you guys to help me sing since i’m alone now” 🥺🥺🥺

“that felt good” (after the song ended)

“some of my favorite 1d songs are in this set”

song 5: what a feeling “we’ve never really sang this song”

“i’m sorry i put off the end of that song but it’s my birthday”

talked about how many people are at the show!!!!!

question: what’s your favorite memory from 1d?

answer: THE BREAD VAN

question: 1d performance he remembers the best

answer: Wembley stadium when the place was dark and the only light was his light up shoes lmao

question: wish for his birthday

answer: “not telling you because then it won’t come true”

looked at all of the countries people are watching from!!!

look at throwback 1d pictures!!!!

first picture

1d in the onesies that they always used to wear and said that they “got told off for wearing them by someone in xfactor:

second picture

them from when they went go carting with nintendo “mario cart style” lmao and said that “i won.....no one else is here to tell me otherwise so”

third picture

them in ghana!!!!!! he talked about how much he loved going there and said that it was “at the perfect time” and mentioned the music video they filmed there!!!!

fourth picture

him in his “favorite picture of me in a vest ever” from a 1d concert with the crowd and a “little H 🥺” in the background!! he said he didn’t remember where the show was but to “circle if you can find yourself in a crowd”

showed us unseen footage of himself recording remember!!!!

the lyric “how can i forget someone who gave me so much to remember?” came straight from pinterest and they based the whole song on it dsfghjkhgfd

at one point he was in the recording booth without a shirt on edsfghjhgfds

back to the show

the next few songs were “new remixes just for tonight”

song 5: for you live remix

song 6: get low live remix

song 7: stack it up live remix

question: new genre to bring to music?

answer: he’s gonna keep doing dance music!!!

questions about djing and such!!!!

answer: basically he talked about working with all of the djs he’s done stuff with but it was really fast and i couldn’t write it down :(

showed pics of previous birthdays!!!!

talked about the bday pic where the story of not having friends come celebrate again came from and how it’s a lie

“i’ve had a lot of extravagant bday cakes......i hope you guys got me one this year” and they said they didn’t get him one :(

all of the songs from 8-12 were all partial songs and smushed together which was a little sad :((( but he still sounded so good!!

song 8: familiar

song 9: drag me down

he said “that was a surprise” when the song switched (later during the after party they were talking about how he had never heard the mixes before so either it was about not knowing when the songs switched over or about the remixes from earlier)

they played the studio version in the background and i gasped at the sounds of the other 1d boys’ voices

song 10: polaroid

song 11: bedroom floor

song 12: strip that down

song 13: best song ever!!!

it was on the set list he gave to us after what a feeling and he skipped it but he brought it back here as a bonus!!!! and he sang the full thing!!!!

he ended the song with “it was the best birthday party after party ever....coming up right after this”

intermission before after party!!

after party!!!!

we came back to him wearing a full blue suit!!!

“this is me in my birthday suit” sdfghjhgfd

thanked us for coming!!! talked about enjoying singing 1d songs!!! especially what a feeling!!!! gave a hand for mae!!!!!

read the itinerary for the after party like a cute host

fan vs. fan on zoom!!!

presents!!!!!

live on tiktok after

birthday messages!!!

we were trending worldwide!!!!!

question: favorite dance

answer: the wap dance jfkdksal

zoom game!!!!

threw a dart with a number!!! number is the number of the zoom fan!!!! another fan asks a question!!!! if zoom fan gets it right, they win a prize. if they get it wrong, the question fan gets a prize!!!

it wasn’t not working too well and he said “it’s my birthday so that’s my excuse” and “i’m gonna stand here very awkwardly and make funny faces” then “now i’m staring at myself which is even worse”

fan question: what is liam’s middle name?

liam said “they better get it right” or something like that implying it was easy dfghjkjh

then they didn’t get it :(((

prize!!!!: liam’s burberry shirt that he was papped in a few years ago!!!

back to liam

question: most emotional thing about going solo

answer: “finding out that someone didn’t know my middle name.....nights like tonight when i perform these songs by myself......night changes is a tear jerker for me”

fan said they would donate $500 if he writes her name on his hand “how do you spell the name...i did go to school it’s just polite to ask”

presents!!!!!

first present is from his parents

something popped out and he got scared!!!!! but he loved it!!!!

birthday messages

zedd

alesso

did a tshirt cannon but social distanced style and gave them away to people in comments

he shot a little cannon every time!!!!

back to zoom game

the person who asked the question wasn’t there so liam had to read it and he said “i hope i know the answer” before reading it

fan question: (the number was 18 and he sang a bit of the song) at what age did i take up boxing?

the fan didn’t know so he gave them the answer so they would win

answer: 13

gift was one of his gucci shirts

another present

it’s a HORSE COSTUME.....one of those ones where he’s riding a horse

birthday message

from dj khaled

he called him “lima” LMAOOO

“i shouldn’t be enjoying this as much as i am” about wearing the costume

#1 trending in australia!!

“you took a long look at my crotch area there and i hope it was because of the horse”

“i’m getting used to it now....it becomes quite fulfilling after a while”

zoom game #3

fan question: name 5 artists that liam collabed with so far

they got it!!!!

another shirt that he got papped in once!!!

did another tshirt cannon!!

birthday messages

rita ora

NIALL FUCKING HORAN

moved to tiktok

made a tiktok with the reactions of when you like your birthday present vs. when you don’t like your birthday present but you’re pretending

his family got him a birthday cake in the shape of a giant cookie!!!! and they played the cookie song for him!!!!! he talked about that trend about how everything is cake!!!!

#okay the format is a little weird but im tired fghjgfds #once again if i got anything wrong or left anything out please let me know!!!!!!!#liam payne #the lp show #the lp show act 2 #liam93productions #i don't know what else to tag but i did this again because people asked!!!#please love it #mine

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optimistic-dinosaur-nacho · 5 years ago

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Bloodshed AU

Chapter 3

Warnings: Nudity, Gore, Language, Violence Summary: Steve Rogers works in a research and tech company in New York. He’s been digging into myths and footage on a creature known as the werewolf. Vicious as they are, he hunts them. With a lot of failures, his team thinks he’s crazy. He may prove them wrong.

Prologue Chapter 1 Chapter 2 Chapter 3 Chapter 4 Chapter 5 Chapter 6 Chapter 7 Chapter 8

Characters (Bloodshed Seven)

Just note that I don’t know Oregon’s grounds. So everything I come up is not accurate. I don’t travel much.

Ada stood outside the house in the dark. Her eyes scanning the forest grounds that were about to be covered in snow by a storm. She started to get worried. Her ears picked up the smallest sounds in the dark. Owls, rodents, and twig snaps.

“Where the hell are they?” Roman growled, coming outside to look as well. Ada kept her eyes out in the field. “They’re coming.” Roman looks down at her, his eyes burning the back of her skull. “If I come out here in the next hour and they’re not here, one of them is gonna tied outside. I’ll chain them if I have to.”

Ada hears his foot turn and walked back inside. She stayed there, keeping her eyes out. She heard the sounds of snow, like someone was walking but quickly. She heard a howl. A threatened howl. She rushed down and ran through the snow.

Roman and Randall rushed out to the sound as well. “Ada! Where are you going!” Roman shouts. In the distance, she sees Bucky and Y/N.

Y/N was limping. Bucky’s head was supporting Y/N to walk over. Ada reached and picked her up. The big dog was no match for her as she carried her. “I got you, Y/N,” Ada says, she looks over her shoulder. “Bucky, get inside, I got her.” The wolf snorts before scattering off. Ada rushes in, looking up to the angry Roman.

“Keep it shut,” Ada says to him. He storms behind her and Ada carries Y/N upstairs.

Ada closes the door to the bedroom and placed Y/N in the bed. “I’ll give you a minute, I need to see how bad it is,” Ada walks out of the room to wait for Y/N. After a few minutes she given, Ada opens the door again to see Y/N who shifted back.

Ada saw the blood on her arm. “I think it’ll be okay,” Y/N said, Ada sighs and walks over. “What happened?” Ada asked. Y/N was quiet. The silence was too long for Ada and her eyes widen when she didn’t speak.

“You ran into hunters-?”

“Please, don’t tell Roman-” It felt like Y/N had summoned him when the red wolf storms in. “You two ran into hunters? What the hell did you do to them!” Roman shouts.

Ada puts her hand up, “Roman, relax-”

“How can we relax when we have hunters who are gonna find us! They’ll kill us!”

“I did it,” Bucky cuts in. Roman and the girls turn to the man who didn’t put on a shirt. Roman and Ada were confused, “Did what, Buck?” Ada asks. Bucky shakes his head, “I...” He lowers his head.

Roman got the idea and scoffed, “I can’t believe this,” He runs a hand through his hair. Ada glances at him, he grins, “I guess I’ll have Randall go out to get rid of them- Buck, are they still there?”

“Roman, you can’t send out Ran, he’ll run into more,” Ada says.

“The hunters are still there. By the freeway, you’ll smell them once you reach the road,” Bucky says, Roman nods and turns to Y/N. Glaring at her, “This is it for you two. I’ve had enough with your childish games. It’s you who’ll get us killed. I hope you’ll be the first one to have your head on a wall.”

The three watch Roman leave the room in anger. Y/N lowers her head and sighed. “How bad is it?” Bucky asks, walking over. Ada lifts her arm up, “Doesn’t look that bad. Might just heal over.”

“Not like Buck’s?” Y/N asked, Bucky looks down at his right shoulder to the large scars. Ada nods, “You’ll have scars but he fell from a cliff, it gotten worse with the trap in his arm.”

“Yeah, hurt like a bitch.”

Ada glares at him with a silent scold. He grins. “If you get a shower on, I’m sure it’ll heal over. You’re lucky not losing a hand.” Y/N smiles as Ada gets up and walks out. “I’ll go and help Roman with those hunters. You two just stay here. Please?”

Bucky and Y/N nod. “Okay,” She says, then closed the door.

Bucky turns his head to Y/N, “So what now?” He asked. Y/N stands up with a groan, her hands holding her chest as she held the sheets over her lower half. “I’m gonna take a shower.”

He stands up from her bed and grins, “You get that shower. I’ll make something for you when you come down.”

Y/N grins, “You don’t have to.”

“I know,” He shrugs, “But I want to.” Y/N smiles as he does. “What do you want? Tea? Coffee? Hot coco? Water?” Bucky asks, his voice octave raised at each question making her laugh. “Just find whatever you have. Now get out!” Y/N shoves him forward and he laughs.

“Hot coco, it is then.”

Y/N shakes her head and walks into the bathroom.

The morning sun shines through the window. The sounds of honking and sirens echoed in the city air. His hair sprawled on his pillow, the shuffles of someone or something next to him moved. The dog licks the left side of his cheek and the man flinches.

His hand comes up and gently moves the dog’s muzzle. “I’m up... I’m up,” He groans. The dog licks his hand when it was in its view, giving him as much kisses as he could. “All right, Dodger.”

Steve rips the blanket off of him and it topples over Dodger, the dog shakes under the cloth.

The man walks into his kitchen and starts the coffee maker. He clicks the phone and played the recent messages.

“One new message,” The phone beeps.

“Hey, Steve. It’s Nat, again. I wanted to call and say thanks for helping us there. We needed someone like you. In a week, we might do something in Australia for a friend. So, keep that as heads up. And I’m sorry about your plan, I completely threw that out like trash.”

Steve walks into the living room and stares at the board on the wall with maps and pins in every direction. “I’ll think about it. Just not this week or the next. We’ll get into that if I’ll help but... in other things, thanks. Also, if you need help with babysitting the dog-if you were keeping it,” She sighs, “I’m willing to babysit him.”

He sighs and turns away from the board and reaches for the remote. The TV turns on and he tossed the remote on the couch, listening to the news. Dodger comes in with a small limp as he walks over to Steve.

“Hey, buddy,” Steve says, he pets the dog gently. “I’ll go out and get you food today, okay?” He asked. The dog low growls and he grinned.

“Good morning, Oregon County, it is 5: 39 am. This is Angela Sparkson. Police have been reported on the coastline for a horrific scene. Let’s have Jane Foster who is at the scene right now.”

Steve walks over with a cup of coffee as he watched the television.

“Thank you very much, Angela, this morning we are far away from towns and we are near a park that has been closed down due to this incident. Police have reported that there were blood trails leading to the creek. Hunting season is ending in a couple days, but two hunters by the names of Jerry and Alex have been missing.”

Steve stood in front of the tv, his chest slightly heaving up and down.

“We even gotten a call from a trucker who said he saw a large bear. But he said the fur of it was white.” Steve tried not to drop the cup from his hand.

��Police are on the scene to identify the blood. All around the Pacific Northwest, they’re closing all parks and trails in California, Washington and Oregon until these incidents come to a stop-”

Steve turns off the TV and rushes over to the computer on his desk. He looks up the incident and scrolled through the websites. Lists of people who knew the two men, even the missing posters were already up. No use if they found blood.

He finds a video. The trucker had a video of it and posted it on his facebook page. Finally proof to prove everyone these creatures are real.

Steve watched the black and white video play. It seem like it was too fast when the headlights hit something bright and it jumps out of the way. Steve pauses it immediately it was spotted and moved it back a little.

He cleans the picture a bit with the tech Tony recently created and he stared at it in awe. The glowing yellow eyes and razor-sharp teeth. He leaves the video and read the comments.

This shits fake. You’re just bored on the road Darin

Take this down, you’re embarrassing yourself

Werewolves? Are you kidding? You’re acting like that Rogers dead guy now.

Steve’s hand grips the mouse and clicked on his profile. Immediately messaging him. He typed away on the computer and sent it. His hand goes to his mouth as he waited for a response. He was lucky enough to get it quick.

Steve: You saw a werewolf?

Darin: I just got a quick look at it. It looked like a dog but it was too big. I almost hit it

Steve: Where were you exactly?

Darin: This long freeway between Florence and Newport, I believe. I’m sure you saw it on the news. They were talking about it

Steve: I got that.

Steve runs his hand down his beard and sighed. The forest he hated. The Volk Forest. His father told him it was named after the Russians who claimed it in the 19th century including Great Britain. The forest was bigger than the other forests in that state.

Volk in Russian is wolf. It was told that the Natives there had summoned Gods in the 16th century. Gods that shifted into wolves in the cold full moon. Their men were attacked by a large hound and they called it the Volk Forest.

That’s where his old man died.

Steve reached for his phone and pulled it up to his ear. The buzz of his phone rang in his ear till it stops, “Hello?”

“Natasha,” He says. “What’s going on?” She asked, Steve looks over to the photo on his desk and saw himself in his graduation ceremony along with his mom. A few years after his father died. “Steve?” Nat asks.

He removes his eyes from the photo, “I got a call from Sarah’s friend. Said she needed help.”

“Wait, your mom? In Oregon?” She asked. “Yeah.”

“You want me to take the dog?” Steve looks over the dog who’s tail wagged once they made eye contact. Steve sighs softly and turned away. “Yeah.”

Steve began to pack his bags. Taking his computer as well and he left the spare key under his mat before heading over to his truck. The drive could take 41 hours, he better get there fast. After he got a few miles in, he stopped at the gas station to put in gas and his phone buzzes.

He opens his phone to Natasha’s text.

Just got to the place. Safe driving :)

Steve grins and slips the phone back into his pocket and he hopped back into his truck and started the drive.

The morning rose and Y/N woke up to the smell. She got out of bed and walked down the stairs to the kitchen to see Bucky by the stove. “Whatcha cooking, Chef?” She asked.

Bucky sensed her when she came in. Y/N always had that wild berry and pine aroma. He turned, “Avocado egg toast? I didn’t have much things to make. I found eggs and toast with the avocados so I thought-” He heard her come over and she peaks over his shoulder.

“Smells good,” She smiled up at him as she walks over to the cabinet. He was shirtless and Y/N was in her shorts and tank top. Usually the boys don’t wear shirts in the house.

“Hey, mutts!” Tatum jumps down the stairs and walks over to the fridge. Y/N rolls her eyes and began to make herself some tea. Bucky peaks over to Y/N, “How’s that arm?” He asked.

She lifts up her arm and shrugged, “Healed over night. I’ll be okay.” Randall comes in next and he was shirtless as well. “What the hell happened to you guys yesterday? Roman and I had to deal with those hunters. You know he’s pissed what’s on the news now, right?” Randall asked.

Y/N turns around and leans on the counter, “It was just the hunters. That’s all, right?”

Tatum goes on his phone and slides it across the counter, “Apparently not.” Y/N and Bucky look at the screen to show the truck footage of Y/N in the road. She closes her eyes in embarrassment.

Randall shakes his head, “People aren’t believing it but you know some are-”

“I know,” Y/N says, she turns around to grab her cup and walks away. Y/N stops when Roman storms in. “I thought you said you and Bucky were gonna be aware of the roads!”

Y/N backs up, “We were,” She saw the red wolf’s eyes flash behind his. “Then how come there is footage roaming the news?” Y/N glared back at him. Did he really want the house to be a complete mess?

Before she could yell back at him, Bucky comes over and steps in between them. “Leave her alone, it wasn’t her fault!”

Roman towers over Bucky and showed both their intense stares of their wolves. The faint growling coming from Roman. Ada comes over and shoves Roman away from them. “Roman, stop! You know they didn’t do it on purpose,” She says.

Roman never removed his eyes away from Bucky as he stood in front of Y/N like a shield.

She watched as Roman turns around with a growl. Everyone flinched when he punches the wall. Not bothering to rub the dust off, he leaves the room with a large hole in the wall.

Bucky’s hand never left Y/N’s arm as he held her back.

Ada looks over to them and sighed. Tatum was the only one who smiled throughout the whole thing. He cackled lightly. “Tatum, go cut the logs outside,” Ada says.

Tatum groans and walks out of the house into the snow that began to gather around the house. Ada then sighs, “Hunting season is over. I’ll go scout the forest. We’ll think about a moon run. Okay?” Y/N nods in response.

Ada walks out of the house and Bucky gently rubs her arm. She didn’t feel the tension in the room any longer. “You okay?” He asked. Y/N nods, “Yeah. You gonna get that toast done? I’m starving.” He grins and turns to go back to the kitchen.

“Don’t go eating the squirrels. Breakfast will be done in the next minute,” He calls. Y/N smiled and turned to the living room.

A day had passed and Steve was getting closer than he thought. Stopped about maybe 17 times. He couldn’t count. He was too tired to. He remembered the places when he drove down the familiar road. He spotted the diner. Knowing to his old man, they made the best coffee there.

He looked over to the place till someone roared their bike and he comes to a stop when a man on his bike revved his engine. Steve got a glimpse at him, his eyes reflected off the sunlight and noticed the man’s eyes shined like gold.

Steve shook the thought off. You’re just tired.

He went further out of town and drove through the forest. He drove slow since the snow was falling down. There weren’t many homes around the area. The deep part of this Volk Forest barely had people come through.

They hunted during the seasons but no one wanted to live here.

He thought he was out close enough and parked on the side of the road. He stepped out and looked around the white coated ground. His shades coming off his eyes as he slips them into his pocket.

There were caution tapes that weren’t taken down. Steve knew he was at the right place. They should’ve closed down the road but it was a one way towards Washington.

He made his way towards the edge and saw the trail. He stepped down and walked through the forest. The chills running up his spine. He didn’t like the forest. As a kid, he still had nightmares till this day. He still felt like someone was watching him. Following him.

In his nightmares, he’d run and run through the endless forest and stop at the edge of the cliff towards the ocean. A large werewolf with red eyes and dark fur, blood dripping down its mane as it snarled at him.

He shook that thought away and kept moving forward. If he was gonna get attacked, he had a swiss knife in his pocket. As he kept going, he heard the loud sounds of a creek running down. He walked towards the water. A good source of animals to roam the area for water.

He steps up to the creek and watched it run down. Looked over to his right and noticed the dark color in the snow. He walked over and saw the trail of blood leading towards the creek. Something large was dragged here. The news said those men weren’t found.

But there was only one trail and it never lead to the side of the road. He kneels down and examines the blood. The news was two days ago. Something fresh came through here. But what?

“You shouldn’t be here,” Someone spoke.

Steve stands up and turns away from the creek to see a woman. “This your property?” He asked. The woman steps down and walks over, “I live just a few miles from here.”

Steve squints at her and looks around, “I don’t see much houses around here.”

She nods, “Yeah. We are alone on our own but we get by.”

He holds his hand out, “Steve Rogers.” The woman stares at his hand before reaching out to it, “Y/N.” He grins and lets go of her hand. “Your hand is really warm,” He says. He regret saying that and could’ve cringed right there. He was right. Felt like he placed his hand in a heated blanket.

She laughed, “Well, I keep my hands warm. Cold really doesn’t bother me.” He looks down at the blood and pointed at it. “What does this look like to you?”

She looks over and sighs, “Well, hunting season ended today, so someone must’ve killed a deer. Took it’s antlers. Might’ve left a huge blood trail. You know them, they don’t clean up their mess.”

Steve chuckles, “I grew up here. Sometimes my father would take me here to go camping, maybe hunt down a few rabbits,” He shakes his head, “Didn’t like the forest one bit.”

“You’re scared of the animals?” Y/N asked, “Sometimes men who don’t clean the blood they attract bears near our home,” She adds.

Steve smiles. “I guess from what I’ve heard from him, I never wanted to go back here.” Steve looks around again and saw the snow cover the trees and some even fell to the ground.

Y/N tilts her head at him, “Why did you come back?”

Steve looks over to her. If he told her he was after werewolves, she’d think he’s crazy. “I guess I just missed the good ol’ days,” He replied.

She nods with a grin and Steve drops his head, “My father died 20 years ago.” He noticed her frown. “I’m sorry.”

He shakes his head, “My mother is all I have left. Right now, she’s fighting cancer so I just have to pray she’ll be okay.” Y/N nods at him and sighed. “If you want or if you don’t have a place to stay, I can offer you a bed at our house. I’m sure my family won’t mind a guest.”

Steve holds his hands up, “I don’t want to intrude you guys, I-”

“No, I insist. I’m sure tomorrow, I can talk to a friend who owns a motel. Give you a room without paying,” She said. Steve smiles, lowering his head and looks back up to her.

Y/N could smell that strong cologne on him. No. Don’t. Her wolf growling as she forces a smile.

“Come on. My family and I don’t bite.”

And so it begins...

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1ddiscourseoftheday · 5 years ago

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30 Oct 19

Niall and Lewis Capaldi did a topless Instagram live in which they rubbed their chests, gave us nipple close ups, rambled and joked for like twenty minutes, and oh yeah- announced a joint North American arena tour. That was just a warm up, it's gonna be nonstop Newis content from here through summer y'all, GOOD TIMES! Tickets will go on sale Nov 8, and Niall said he'll be doing a full tour, and the rest of the dates will be announced soon. Nice To Meet Ya world tour starts in April in Nashville TN and this leg will feature Niall and Lewis with Fletcher opening. "Ultimate heartbreak tour" says Fletcher, and indeed, it will be a confusing mix of goofy hilarious content and heart-rending miserable songs! Can it get better than this, "no it can't!" says Niall.

Niall and Lewis' announcement was unique and in character- likewise Harry had his very own very Harry way of letting us know he's also touring next year (I mean we knew that but you know, he said it). In a preview of his Capital Breakfast interview, filmed via Skype and featuring Harry swaddled in plushy purple hooded bathrobe, he said he turned down the part of Prince Eric in The Little Mermaid: "you know it's one of those things where, sometimes when there are things, and things happen so yeah there's that you know," he said and then, perhaps carelessly, that it was because filming might have interfered with touring, quickly adding on, "I wanna tour next year and stuff, don’t know, that’s, you know, ah, potentially! maybe! I haven’t announced that yet!" When asked about being all oiled up and sexy in the Lights Up video he says oh well idk actually that's just mayonnaise aloe vera mostly umm I was really sunburned. IIRC Little Mermaid filming was scheduled for spring so along with anticipation of Harry dropping a single and his album within the next couple weeks, add tour dates at any time! No stress though! That's fine! We're made of money honest it's no problem guys! Harry has three morning radio appearances listed for tomorrow (UK time so in like a couple hours.) The Jools Holland appearance will air Nov 21 and 22.

As for Louis tour dates it's been noted that many of the areas conspicuously left off the list are the same places he's playing radio festivals, new ones of which are still being announced: it seems possible that those tour dates will be released after so as not to impact ticket sales for the festival shows. Louis was busy all day yesterday recording spots that haven't aired yet so lot more to come, but we've already gotten lots, including the excellent hour long Zack Sang interview. On the subject of what to expect on tour he says "No bells, no whistles, just kinda let the music do the talking and good light show," he said he expects the fan fave from the album to be DLIBYH or Always You, confirmed Walls as the fourth single (just before the album), says "I’m quite british, you know, so when I say a wall, it's a wall," that he'll be on a plane on Halloween, when talking about KMM says yeah well WMI is the first US single off the album really, and says he "never ever ever" gets tired of talking about the band, that he has footage of backstage at the last 1D show and how emotional that night was, that Diana is a banger, and says that he isn't ready to work things out with Zayn. A Long Island radio station has announced an LT tour meet and greet contest, probably the first of many.

Liam did a surprise presentation of a Pride of Britain Award in a pre recorded segment: the Award show will air on Nov 5.

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living-dead-parker · 5 years ago

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Day 2: Charity Event - P.P (12DOC)

Summary: The big Stark Charity Event is here. Along with it comes big confessions of love, more annoying and entitled men, a new unlikely friend, and more background on when the reader and MJ dated? Also, Morgan is a lil badass in the making.

Warnings: Fluff, so much fluff. Cussing, plenty of it. Entitled rich men, because why not? Creepy skeevy dudes, we’re trying to make this realistic y’all. BAMF Stark reader, a bit of violence, but it’s not graphic nor bad.

Word Count: 4.5k

A/N: I know this is late, but I did have a gap in my scheduling for this, so I replaced it for this last update. I’ve been busy, but I should be more present now. Also, this gif is not mine!

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"So, run through the schedule?" Tony asks you. Pepper is too busy on the phone at the moment.

"Soundcheck the stage at 4:00 PM. Doors open at 5:00. Start the event at 6:00," you say as you pull your phone out, already having memorized that far into the night. "Commencement speeches from Pep, Dad, and myself until 6:30. 6:45, a message from the Avengers, live music from 7:00 to 8:00 while everyone grabs food and drinks from the buffet and bar," you read off. "Then from 8:00 to 9:00, we have the choice dances. 9:00 t0 9:30 we have the auction. 9:30 to 10:30 we have the socializing hour to allow everyone to talk and do as they please. 10:30 we have the final big tree auction and the closing speeches. Everyone leaves at 11:00. Shut down at midnight."

Everyone takes an audibly deep breath at the same time. Then, in sync, you all let it out. It's gonna be a long day. It's barely 9 AM, but there's still so much to do ahead of time. So, with that, you all run around like headless chickens getting shit done. It's not till 2 PM that you're all done. So that means, it's time to start getting ready. Like always, you had to help Morgan get herself ready. However, now that she's older, she sort of knows how to do most of it. So, you throw her in the shower and let her hang out for a while as she gets herself clean. In the meantime, you and Peter begin getting all your stuff ready.

It's 3:30 when you jump out of the shower and rush to put something- anything- on. You throw on a face mask and let it sit for a few minutes before taking it off. Then four o'clock comes around and you run to the venue to do soundcheck and test the mics. You're only there for ten minutes, testing the mics and the speakers, greeting the live musicians, and checking in with the staff. However, you make a run back to the tower and up to your room to really start getting ready. When you get back, you see Peter has laid out all your stuff. Your makeup, your hair stuff, your dress is still in the bag but that's fine.

"Thank you, babe!" you exclaim as you take a seat at your vanity and start on your hair. You manage to straighten out your hair, you do a toned-down, subtle, red and green look. Then, you put on a long, dark green, velvet dress with long sleeves. You throw on a white coat with faux fur. By the time you're all done, it's 5:40.

"How do I look?" you ask Peter, turning to look at him and smiling. He's in a black suit with a green tie. His hair is slick back except for the two unruly strands that always fall to his face. His face is clear and he looks so good. Then, you two look at yourselves in the mirror, standing proud and tall together. "We look really good," you tell him. You both take some pictures together before deciding to go to the venue already. You wait in the backstage area with Pepper and your dad. Peter and Morgan went to go sit at your table. Then finally, the time came and all three of you came out.

"Good evening!" you three say excitedly into your mics. Pepper is the first to step up and do her speech, followed by Tony. Then after fifteen minutes, it's your turn. You greet the crowd, earning cheers from everybody. It's obvious you're the most liked Stark. Then it's Pepper. But most of it has to do with the fact that you did no wrong to anyone in the room, besides the Wesley's who happen to be here again this year. Besides that, everyone thinks you're the cool young Stark kid who is taking the business in a fresh direction. "It's been my dream as a kid to make a name for myself. Yeah, I have the Stark name to thank and there's no denying that. But, I wanted something of my own. Something I made, so having made my Charity event was a huge deal for me. Combining it with Pepper's event was a no brainer. It was easily the best decision I've made," you explain before diving into the thank you's.

Then you sit down next to Peter as a video the Avengers made begins to play. It shows home footage of the Avengers helping people out and saying thank you to all the donors. It ends in time and Pepper announces that the buffet and bar are open and to enjoy the first live band of the night. You go wait in the line of the buffet so you can grab some food while Peter goes to grab his friends and bring them with you. In the short amount of time you're alone, a very familiar set of faces stroll up next to you. You almost visibly roll your eyes.

"Y/N Stark!" Jeremy Wesely exclaims as he holds an arm out. With a fake smile, you take his hand and shake it. "Ah, you've grown so much in the past year!"

"Mr. Wesley," you speak out loud, pulling your hand back. "Adam," you acknowledge, taking his extended hand and shaking it. However, he has another idea when he pulls your hand close to his lips and presses a kiss to them. The action takes the woman next to him by surprise. She seems older than him. Not by much, but she seems older.

"Y/N, this is my girlfriend of six months, Anette," Adam states, revealing a beautiful redhead with a gorgeous white dress. Her green eyes stand out. "Anette, this is Y/N Stark, the 20-year-old taking the business world by storm," he states. Your brows furrow confusedly, finding his wording so weird. Who just says that totally unwarranted or without needing to? Nonetheless, you hold your hand out to the woman and her hand loosely and without any care shakes your hand. She doesn't like you for some reason.

"It's so nice to meet you, Anette," you tell her, being genuine nonetheless. "I love your gown, it's so gorgeous and festive," you tell her. Adam steps in and his father does too, pushing Anette to the back.

"So, Y/N, Wesley Inc. has an offer that Stark Industries just cannot turn down," Jeremy states. "It's a moneymaker for sure!"

"That's great, Mr. Wesley-"

"Call me Jeremy, otherwise it feels way too formal!" he states. Adam chuckles, keeping his eyes glued to you. It's kind of weird, he was already 20 when you were 17, he'd been crushing on you since then. It's gross and weird. "But seriously, we think it'd be interesting if Stark Industries used our massive textile portion to create your clothing line!"

"Clothing line?" you ask, not sure what he means. "Do you mean our line of protective gear?" you ask.

"The cool neon jackets and the stylish coats," he states.

"Yeah, that's not a fashion line, Jeremy. It's protective gear for extreme weather and for people who work or live in extreme conditions. The thought is nice, but we have a group of people who work hard to ethically source and produce these items as much as possible. Plus, we've already moved ahead with our partnership with Princess Shuri of Wakanda on adding Vibranium to improve the gear. It'd be a loss to us at this point, but I'm sure we can collaborate on other ventures," you explain. Halfway through that explanation, Peter, MJ, Ned, Harley, and Morgan show up behind you.

"Well, maybe we can set up a meeting to discuss," Adam cuts in, trying to be subtle as he glares at Peter. "There are so many ideas, it'd be criminal not to collaborate."

You chuckle rather fakely as Jeremy and Adam burst out into deep belly laughs. "Oh, haha, the only thing criminal here is your tax evasion," you say through fake laughter, but it goes unnoticed by the two men. Adam stands straight and looks at you. "Well, it was a pleasure to speak with you again, Y/N," he states as he reaches for your hand and kisses it again. "Yeah, real pleasure speaking to you again. Have fun and enjoy yourselves," you state before turning around to face your friends.

"Have they left?" you ask them as you grab Peter's arm and wrap it around your shoulders. Peter chuckles, pressing his lips to your temple. MJ nods, laughing a little. "God, they are so annoying!" you explain. "He thinks he can talk to me like nothing and convince me to be with his predatory son after he attempted to threaten me last year. Ugh, Adam Wesley is the epitome of entitled frat brat who likes to prey on younger girls."

"He sure looks like it," Harley states, looking over at the two men at the bar. "Isn't he the one who invited you to the frat party when you were 15 and tried kissing you the whole time and you called me all angry because he was mad you punched him?"

Through a giggle, you nod. You remember that night so vividly. You didn't feel like you were in any danger, and this was before you'd met Peter. You had always been able to take care of yourself and you really showed Adam that night. Since then, you'd pretended not to know him.

"Adam Wesley, is the least of my problems tonight, alright? I'm here to have fun with you guys," you state as you pick up Morgan and hold her on your hips. "And to collect money for charity. So let's get some food and eat."

After another ten minutes, you finally grab some food. At one point, Pepper snuck you a drink or two to help loosen you up a bit and make you feel more comfortable. It worked, as you felt more fluid and not as stiff by the end of your second drink. You even took a shot and called it a night on the drinking. It was just enough to get you to stop being on edge and stressed. However, eventually, nine rolls around. Pepper jumps on stage and announces the choice dances.

As per usual, your line was pretty long. The longest. Longer than Tony's. You won this year. But as you look at the line, did you really win? It's full of old men, teenage boys, and the occasional girl who you're sort of friends with. Are you really winning? It's kind of weird, in retrospect, but you ignore it because you can take on anyone in that line if you have to and it's all in the name of charity. So, Adam steps forward, being the first in line. Looking over, you see his girlfriend, Anette, first in line to dance with your dad. That makes you cringe.

"Y/N, fun dancing with you again," he states rather smugly, handing you some money for the dance.

"Sure is, Adam," you state, rather fakely. You put the money in your bra.

"So, how are things with that boy of yours?"

"Why do you constantly feel the need to disrespect my fiance?" you ask. Your eyes widen at the slip and you're so glad your head is on Adam's shoulder and he can't see your face. "Every time we see each other, you're always saying something. about him. I'm not leaving him for you."

"Fiance?" he asks. He pulls away slightly, still dancing with you. He grabs your hand and doesn't see a ring. So he grabs the other one and sees the small gold band with a small diamond on it. "Oh sweetie, that's merely a promise ring. Unless itis the engagement ring, which if it is, I can do so much better. I can buy you a whole rock with smaller rocks sprouting from it, babe."

"Don't call me babe," you nearly growl. Adam's eyes widen. "Plus, is it any of your business how I wear my ring? The size of the ring doesn't matter anyway, it's the thought that matters. Peter loves me and he bought the ring with that love in mind. He may not be some rich tall guy, but he's my best friend and he loves me for me. Not just for my looks. He loves me for my imperfections and my flaws. He's sweet and he's caring and he understands me in ways you wouldn't even begin to understand. Plus, he's not a creep. Try as you might, but Peter is my soul mate. He's the love of my life and that's that. So if you're gonna keep talking about him, we're really gonna have a problem-"

"You're so cute when you get angry-"

"Don't make me fucking punch you again," you tell him sternly. You lean in closer to him, bringing your lips close to his ear. "I will make your life hell if you keep attacking my Peter. I will make you eat the shit you talk, I will make you worship the very air I let your breath because you'll miss it, I will make it rain hellfire over your for the rest of your life if you keep talking your shit," you tell him, adding emphasis to every threat. The song nears its end and you press a kiss to your hand and slap him with that hand. "You're so cute when you're angry, but your song's up, Adam. Merry Christmas, doll."

He walks away and is quickly replaced by Peter. You giggle as he hands you two dollars. He giggles when you put the money in your bra. "So, how's my girl doing after dancing with the devil himself?"

"Oh after that dance," you speak as you pull away enough to look at him. "He probably thinks I'm the devil," you finish. Peter laughs, pressing a kiss to your jaw. "But on a more serious note, I may or may not have told him you're my fiance. A Freudian slip of sorts, but just expect that to get out soon," you say. Then you press a kiss to his cheek before sending him off so you can give an actual donor a dance. You didn't even get to see his reaction.

The dances go on for some time before they're over. Pepper announces the auction portion and you see an easel being placed on the stage. Then there are ten covered paintings in total being placed on tables on the stage. There is also one of the trees, the smaller of the two, and a pair of custom made gloves of yours you wore when fighting and taking down a Hydra base. Your dad realizes the creeps in the industry and he plans on capitalizing off of it for charity. Obviously so long as you're okay with it to some degree. You don't care, because you can take any of these men down if you really wanted to.

In the distance, you hear someone exclaim a curse word, but you think none of it. That is until Morgan is running up to you right as you're about to get on stage to help Pepper and Tony auction off some items. She tugs on your dress, catching your attention and trying to climb you.

"I heard the creepy Adam guy talk about you and how you were being mean because he was being annoying," she states. You giggle as you hold your little sister close to you. "So I kicked his leg because no one is mean to my big sister but me," she continues. Your eyes widen and you interject loudly with a call of her name. "And he looked mad, so you gotta hide me."

"Thank you, Morgan," you tell her sincerely as you try not to burst into tears of laughter. You set her down and kneel in front of her, grabbing her shoulder. "But you don't have to kick people for me. That's not very nice," you tell her. "I appreciate the thought, and that's really badass of you, but you don't have to fight everybody who says something bad about us, but I'll teach you those battles later okay?" you ask her. She nods, looking down at her hands. "Look, M, he's not gonna hurt you. I promise he will not hurt you. He's too scared of me to do that. Plus, I think you showed him how you can take care of yourself. Now go with Peter and the others for now, okay?" you ask.

Morgan hugs you before running off to where Peter and all your friends are sat, talking amongst themselves. A big smile tugs at your lips when you see Morgan tap Peter's shoulder and Peter's expression turns into such a big smile. The slip earlier feels like it shouldn't be a slip. The sight makes you feel warm inside as Morgan climbs onto Peter's lap and snuggles into him while Peter holds Morgan close.

With that, you walk onstage and greet everyone. Then you stand by the painting that sits covered on the easel, center stage. There's a screen the projects it bigger into the room. "This first painting," you state as you uncover it, revealing a painting of a scenic Winter Wonderlandesque scene. "By local artist, and one of my dear friends, Michelle Jones titled Mid-Western Winter Wonderland begins at 100 dollars," you state. Someone yells 1,000. You repeat and the numbers get higher and higher. "20,000 going once...going twice...sold to bidder number 52!"

The painting gets carted off and set aside to be labeled for the bidder. Your dad takes over, revealing a picture you'd taken of a very busy and Christmasy New York City. The bidding started at 100 and two men kept drawing it out. Adam and some guy you barely recognize named Scott. Tony grows tired, but goes on and lets them fight it out. Then Scott calls out, "200,000 dollars," nearly 4 times as much as what Adam previously called out. Adam screams, "300,000!"

Scott stays quiet and your dad finally calls it an end and sells it to Adam. The auction continues with selling four more of MJ's paintings, two fo Steve's, and two more of yours. The Scott guy took home the other two, which personally, you felt were better than the first picture. Oddly enough, the Scott guy also took your gloves too. The Christmas tree was sold off for a hefty 900,000. It makes you really hopeful about the outcome of the other one.

Now that the auctions are over, it's time for the socializing hour. In an attempt to get to Peter, you run into the Scott guy. He's a tall and lean man, almost like Steve but less bulky. Black hair, sharp green eyes, well-groomed facial hair. He's a gorgeous man, but not your type. Not your Peter.

"Y/N Stark," he calls out, a smirk on his lips. Nope. Definitely not. You and Tony are the only ones who can approach people and smirk at them. He holds his hand out and you courteously take it, shaking it firmly. "I'm Scott Stephens, soon to be CEO of Albright Enterprise. It's so nice to finally get to meet you," he states as he gets a good look in.

"It's nice to meet you too," you state softly. "Surprised my father hasn't kicked you or any of Hammer's men out," you joke, earning a laugh from the man. Hammer Industries and Albright Enterprise are your Stark Industries' rivals. Thought the truth is, SI is hard to dethrone as number one at this point. Well, unless Shuri decided to get into the field, but instead, she's offered her allegiance as a third party entity to help SI rather than totally capitalize on it. How nice of her.

"Well, it's all for charity, right?" he asks, to which you nod. "I wanted to hand you these," he says as he pulls out the gloves he'd bought for nearly a million dollars. "It was creepy to see all those men bidding so high to get your gloves and I know any of them, especially Adam Wesley would have kept them. I find that wrong and creepy, so I want you to keep them."

Your eyes widen, a genuine and dumbfounded smile taking over your features. You grab the gloves, "Thank you, that means a lot," you tell him softly. He shrugs, and you pick up on the first wave of nervousness. He's getting shy and the big cocky guy facade begins to fall bit by bit.

"Look, I know that to others it can seem I might have ulterior motives talking to you, and I'm sure you thought so too," he states, shrugging his shoulders. "The tabloids love stating I have this huge crush on you, and while you are beautiful, that's not it. I've been watching this share of power between your father, Ms. Potts, and yourself for the past four years like everyone else, and although I am like two years older than you, you're someone I look up to. You handle this life with grace and honestly, I'm terrified to be CEO of the company. I'm so scared, but I see you in world stages and conferences and you hold your head so high, despite being a woman in this field and you don't take shit from anyone. It's a sight for sore eyes and I'm in love with it. Basically, I see how lonely being a CEO can be and I see how you have it all and you give it all too, and I hate the idea of having to compete with others. I was thinking, maybe we can be actual friends. Not just for pictures, but actually get to hang out and talk to each other and be in each other's lives. I just think you're amazing and I know you have a boyfriend, and I respect that a-"

"Hey," you cut off his rambling at this point. You giggle, resting a hand on his arm to calm him down a bit. His face is red and he's not as composed as he was before. He takes a deep breath and chuckles. "I get it, It's tough. I read up on you and saw that you stopped pursuing art just for this and I get it. But you shouldn't have to quit your dreams for this. You can indulge in both, I promise. Plus, I'll be more than glad to be your friend and help you navigate this whole business thing. Admittedly, I'm still learning things too, so I'll be happy to share this journey with you. We can definitely squash all this fake beef because honestly, I think it's stupid too. I should get back to my friends, but you can join us if you'd like," you offer.

"Maybe later?"

"It was nice meeting you Scott," you tell him before walking away. You're left utterly surprised but totally happy. You just hope he's as real as he came off because, in this industry, nothing is off-limits. When you arrive at your table, everyone greets you and they notice the gloves in your hands. "I was just talking to the bidder who won these and he gave them back because he thought it was creepy, to begin with. He turned out to be the soon to be CEO of Albright and we really hit it off as friends. He was so nice and not creepy."

You notice Peter's face, slowly forming into one of confliction. "And he wasn't flirting with me nor was he interested in me in that way, so it was a breath of fresh air," you add, giggling as you press a kiss to Peter's cheek. "Plus, totally not my type."

"And what is your type?" MJ asks, teasing Peter by sticking her tongue out at him. You giggle, looking between her and Peter. Remembering that at some point, you dated her. "Apparently," you being. "People with brown curls, brown eyes, and soft skin," you say. The two look at each other, bursting into laughter. "You do have a type, huh?" MJ asks.

"Oh shut it, we only dated for like two months. Anyways, he was nice and wants to be friends because and I get him. So, expect some guy to come around a bit more often. Platonically!"

The final tree eventually gets sold for a million dollars and then everyone left. Now it's midnight and the only people left in the hall are Peter, a sleeping Morgan, Harley, Tony, Pepper, and yourself. Tony walks up to you and hugs you, holding you so close to him. "You did amazing tonight sweetie," Tony states. "Plus, I hear tensions between SI and Albright might be coming to an end in the near future?"

"I think people just like me better," you tell him. He pinches your arm playfully, causing you to giggle. "But in all seriousness, Scott is a great guy and I really do see myself in him. But I know to take it with a grain of salt too, dad."

"I trust you and your judgment," Tony tells you. "I just want you to be careful in this world. By the way, I totally feel like I've been pimping you out tonight especially with the glove thing, so apologize for that. It felt wrong," he states. You smile at him, pressing a kiss to his cheek.

"Thanks, father. I appreciate that."

He bids you a good night and walks over to Pepper, pulling her into his arms. You walk over to Peter and Harley, seeing Harley carrying a very tired Morgan. Tony walks over and takes Morgan with him and with that, you all exit the hall.

"So, fiance?" Peter asks you as the two of you walk through the snowy pavement. "A slip?"

"Freudian, if you will," you joke. Peter wraps an arm around you, smiling when you wrap an arm around him. "But I mean, that's what the promise was for, right? That at some point, we will be engaged because we do see ourselves getting to that point. I can't deny that I have strong feelings for you, Pete. I know that we don't need each other. Realistically, we don't. We want each other, and I think that's more romantic than needing each other. Needing implies we have no choice, but we do. We chose each other and we continue to choose each other despite the fact that we don't have to. You're it for me, you're all I want."

Peter stays silent, but at the moment, he doesn't need to speak. Just the way he pulls you in tighter, the way he holds you close. The way he rests his head on yours. It all speaks for him. So, the two of you walk in silence and he carries you to your bedroom, where he sits you on the cabinet in the closet and undresses you again, helping you into your pajamas as you grow more tired. He changes into his and carries you into bed and the two of you doze off with dreams of kissing under the mistletoe and dancing to the nutcracker or some Christmasy shit. Holding each other close and indulging in each other's warmth.

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chrsitophwaltz · 5 years ago

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MICKEY MEETS FC BAYERN (PART 3/4)

for the entire houston clownery experience click here

psa: excuse my face and the pic qualities. up until this happened i haven’t really taken pictures of myself (less than 10 in the past two years for family and work purposes and NEVER selfies) and when you meet people you’ve only seen on TV in a very unexpected circumstance, then don’t expect your brain and motor functions to work 100%.

just an addition that i forgot to add in the last two parts: i didn’t get his pic or anything, but seeing Witch Doctor™ müller-wohlfahrt in person was insane. if you watch netflix’s dark season 2, and see 1986 ulrich nielsen, THAT’S WHAT HE LOOKS LIKE SDHBMFSDMNBFNMB

anyway, so i uber-ed to the mall. thank god it was only 5 minutes or so away from the hotel since i was really desperate to get a wristband for adidas. the t-mobile meet with josh and sven didn’t require wristbands, but there was gonna be a line and time’s limited and they might (and they did) cut it off at some point. thankfully, the mall just opened (ish) and i got wristband #53 for adidas. score! i also confirmed thrice with the guy that as long as i have the wristband i can get in. nice!

after getting the wristband, i went up to get in line for t-mobile. thankfully, i was within the first 5 or so people so i can do both meet-and-greets!

multi-tasking! you love to hear it!

i met up with @simplyirenic and a guy named nick who we met at the hotel reception a few days before and chatted to pass the time. finally it was around 1:30 to 2pm and the mall was packed with bayern fans. it was sad to see people, especially little kids, trying to line up for adidas but had to be turned away since the wristbands ran out already.

after a few line games and waves with the t-mobile people, we finally got inside the store to start the meet. while i was waiting my turn and praying that my phone doesn’t die (i only had 8% battery life left at that point), i saw richie (one of bayern’s media guys) and some guy named greg (thought he was with bayern at first, but now i’m not sure) and told them my ulterior motive for the t-mobile thing. they understood and saw that i was about to pass out from fear and anxiety and told me they’d include the footage in the final video. they weren’t kidding sbfdsnmfbmfbdsmfdb (got a gif of it here)

so. it was finally my turn and sven hasn’t looked up yet since he was signing more cards and chatting with josh. i creeped up behind them and said “hallo!” josh was so cute and perky and said “hallo!” back. sven looked like he didn’t recognize me (thank god) but i just couldn’t let it pass so as we were having our pics taken, i put my hand on his back and mumbled (while trying to smile for the cameras): “hey, i don’t know if you remembered in the hotel earlier, but i’m really sorry. i meant to take a picture with you AND leon. sorry!” i don’t know if he remembered it at all or was just being nice, but all the same he said “no, it’s okay!”

i didn’t care. BLESS HIM! my day is saved! so we said cheese one last time before i left.

extra notes: i also wanted to tell him that his red card was BS but didn;t have time for that lmao. also josh is such an angel and his hair was so fluffy and blonde i wanted to die ;__;

i said goodbye to richie and greg and waited for nick (he also had a wristband) and we went down to get in line for adidas. while lined up i met more bayern fans (hello @zomgannalolz and @alex-bregman!). fangirled with them for a bit (and showed them my niko ass videos from the night before sdjnhdnfbdn) and finally we were in! from afar, i could only see manu bc he was standing up (benji and thomas were sitting down) and he was wearing his bright watermelon keeper kit. finally my turn came and said hi to benji again. he signed my shirt (again; he already signed it at the hotel reception) and we took pics (again). SERVUS BENJI!

next up was manu (again)!

me: hi manu, it’s me again

manu: oh hello! the hotel right?

me: *dying that he recognized me and thinking about that near-knockout experience* yessssss

he signed my shirt (again lmao) and we posed for pics. he was so. freaking. tall. i put my arm around him and half my brain was floating and making observations:

1. wrow. he tall. as h e l l.

2. the keeper jersey has a different feel than the normal outfield player jersey. hmmm (scratchier and more... cellophane-y....?)

3. my face is literally pressed up against his right boob. n o i c e

4. my left arm is around his waist. i can feel nice ridges. holy shit. SI D E A BS !!!!!! *scream*

yeah, it was an out-of-body-experience. i also nearly forgot to take his autograph card but he subtly inserted it into my hand as i was leaving. I LUFF U MANU!!!!

it’s probably poetic that my meet-and-greet ended with thomas. he’s my favorite player and i have his jersey. first time he signed it it only had 4 other signatures (at the hotel reception), and the second time was earlier that day at the hotel (with him eating a huge ass banana). i came up to him and he was like “hey!” HE RECOGNIZED ME I JUST----

anyway, i tried to keep it cool and said “yeah it’s me again from the hotel lmao” and he was like “so do you want a third signature?” (he saw he already had two sigs in the jersey). i didn’t care and said “if you want to! i don’t mind!”he reviewed it and quietly said “wow” when he saw my almost-full bayern haul (my jersey was full of autographs by then) and said “let’s just put it up, yes?”

he wanted to put up my müller jersey! thomas freakin’ müller himself wanted to show my jersey! tbh it was a great idea lmao so i said “cool! okay!”

i was literally the happiest binch in the world!!!!!! I LOVE HIM!!!! keep deuter-ing that raum, Raumdeuter!!!!!!!

in the end, with the exception of david (i’m sad, i really wanted pics with alabae), phonzie (saw him a couple times, but never got to him), renato (i always miss him for some reason!!!!), and c*man (i don’t really want anything from him anyway, except maybe goals, so doesn’t really count lmao), plus the other bayern kids, i got everyone!!!!!!

BEST. DAY. EVER. from despairing literally just the night before about wasting my one day extension, to unexpectedly getting more than i bargained for-- the ULTIMATE mega fan experience-- it was just insane. they’re all really nice and accommodating too! that’s how i know i support the best club ever (even if they’re such clowns sometimes but oh well lmao)

now, one last part to go. the actual best (and WORST) part of everything. if you’ve followed me for more than an hour then i don’t need to explain to you just how much i needed to get just ONE CRUMB of niko fucking kovac. and boy oh boy did i get a lil bit more than that......👀

#PART 3 IS DONE AND UP!!!!!!!! NOW Y'ALL KNOW WHAT'S UP NEXT SDHFBSDMFBDS #manuel neuer #thomas müller #joshua kimmich #fc bayern #bayern munich #fcb #*my crappy shit #mickey meets fcb #benjamin pavard #sven ulreich #I LOVE THEM SO MUCH!!!!!!!!!#if y'all ever get the chance to see them don't hesitate!#they're super nice and it's worth it <3 #ANYWAY ON TO T H A T PART..........#also thanks to the girl who took my pics at adidas she got almost all the interactions dshfsdfbsdjfb

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takemealivelh · 6 years ago

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If requests are still open, can you do a Luke Hemmings x reader where it’s that cocktail chats, and the reader is the one directing & filming bc she’s known for being good at both so they get her down to do it. Luke has a massive crush on her, either before she shows up or when she does show up and he’s thinking “shit” lmao. So when they get really shitfaced, he says something on camera about her & gradually starts hitting on her until he asks her out lol

ALRIGHT! This took me forever but I DID IT! Proud of this one (I think)

This one’s for ya!

(Luke’s POV)

One of our strong points as a band, besides creating and performing music we believe in, is how we interact with our fans. They know us, they know we're up for a good time and we don't shy away from making fools out of ourselves. The Cocktail Chats seemed like a good idea to get it all together in one project. That was until I found out who was directing and filming.

"She should be here any second" Ashton scrolled through his phone. We were waiting for the crew to set up the cameras, lighting and audio at his kitchen, and we'd gotten there a few hours before just to help him clean up.

"Who?" I made the dumb mistake of asking. Michael, Calum and Ashton looked at me wide-eyed with the biggest looking frown on their faces. "What?"

"Are you fucking serious? We discussed this weeks ago, mate" Michael shook his head. He immediately started laughing when I didn't reply, "okay, maybe your brain has been pushing it to the back so you didn't shit your pants every day we got closer to filming." Ashton laughed along and high-fived our guitarist. None of them answered my question, though.

I looked for Calum's face, but he didn't help me out either.

The doorbell rang, "she's here!" Ashton smiled and got up from his spot on the kitchen table.

"This is going to be good" Michael laughed under his breath before pushing himself off the countertop and walking towards the front door behind Ash. "Hey!" I heard him yell in excitement and a few other voices greeting them. "Hey man, you drove everyone here?"

"Yeah, yeah, I did. I wasn't going to miss this, you four getting drunk and discussing music?" Alex's voice was unmistakable, and I was glad he'd come around, "wouldn't fucking miss it, also I wanted to help. Where are the other two? We need to set all this equipment."

"Cal! Luke! Don't be dicks and come help out"

When I got to the front door and saw Ashton's arm around her shoulders, her hands holding a camera tripod, I felt the colour fade from my face.

Maybe Mike was right.

"Can you move a little bit closer to the mic, Cal? Please?"

I saw her giving directions, saw her being her charming professional self. Carrie seemed to have everything under control but never stopped being the lovely person she is. When Ashton stood next to her, asking her about how they'd bring the concept to life, she explained her vision with such eloquence that I decided I could listen to her talk about her work for hours. She was a smart, creative, kind person. I was crushing so hard on her.

"Keep the drool to a minimum," I felt someone nudge my shoulder and saw Alex with a smug smirk behind me, getting ready the shots and cocktails we were about to drink. "You're not subtle, Luke. And I worry about how you'll act when you've got some drinks in you."

I rolled my eyes, "I can be professional, mate. Thanks for the confidence boost, though."

"I'm just saying," he laughed.

"Everyone does a shot and then we start with introductions, sounds good?" Carrie smiled from behind the camera. "Ashton, you go first. And... we're rolling."

The red light lit up and I felt my hands starting to sweat. I only needed to play it cool, just for a couple of hours. I'd been drunk before, and I'd been drunk before around her as well. It never went bad, but maybe because Cal had to drag me out of the party before I embarrassed myself.

"Let it begin..."Ashton did a shot and the rest of us followed suit. I tried to be cool and impress her by being expressionless as the burning alcohol went down my throat.

It didn't work.

"Hello, I'm Ashton, I'm the drummer in the band..."

"Hello, for everyone out there who doesn't know who I am, I'm Calum Hood..."

"I'm Michael, I play guitar in 5 seconds of summer..."

"I'm Luke..." my brain completely betrayed me when I saw her smile from the other side of the camera, "I'm NOT 6'4, I'm 6'2 at best..."

The more drinks I got in me, the sloppier I got, the stupider I got, the more I embarrassed myself.

Oh god, she was so pretty when she laughed at my dumb jokes.

"Can you tell him to say it without the word genius?" I heard her faintly over the loud mess we had going on. Ashton repeated the question I swear I saw a smirk on her face.

Of course, I messed up, again.

"I think we need a break"

"I think we need like 3 breaks," Mike was slouched on the floor next to the camera, "I can't concentrate for shit. Hey, man! When did you get here?"

The kitchen was quickly getting more crowded. When Ashton said that he started a party because he got drunk, he wasn't joking. From 8 people, we were now at 25. My words were starting to spill out of my mouth without any filter and I was partly worried that I would profess my undying love for her in front of everyone. But I was also feeling a bit confident, every time I made her laugh or blush -even faintly- I felt good. Maybe she liked me as well.

"You want a drink?" I offered her a glass of some cocktail we were drinking. Carrie smiled at me and showed me the half-empty glass in her hand. "Oh, you already have one. You want another one after that?"

"Luke! Stop giving her drinks, mate! You're so unprofessional"

Ashton laughed from the other side of the kitchen, slurping the rest of his cocktail, "we're discussing music while we're getting drunk, Cal. I think professional flew out the window a few hours ago"

She smiled at me and sipped the rest of her drink. Was I imagining things or was she maintaining a playful eye contact with me? Was it my vivid desires playing tricks to my drunken mind or was she running her hand up and down my arm? "I like you in this shirt, it suits you" she whispered.

I think my heart almost stopped beating.

"Guys, you can do it. Only two more songs, alright?"

Michael and Cal made their way around the kitchen, trying to get everyone either to stay quiet or to go party on the backyard. Ashton was bopping his head to the beat of Empty Wallets.

The first piano part has always reminded me of N'Sync's Bye Bye Bye, and since we were all pretty shitfaced by now, decency had left the room a while ago.

"I'm not gonna play anymore because that is fire"

"Wow"

"Pure Fuego"

"You're gonna burn down your house, Ash"

I could see Carrie trying to contain the laughter as we all teased Ashton.

"Thank you, audience participants. That was very supportive."

I sat next to her as the rest of the band did their part of the video. I saw Alex's cheeky grin at me, and Mike's eyebrows wiggle at me when Carried shifted in the stool and subtly brushed her body against mine. I thought my body wouldn't be able to take that much heat.

We had finished talking about Ghost Of You and now we were doing the Deluxe tracks of the album. But it was likely that none of that footage was going to end up in the actual videos. We were absolutely smashed. Michael had to go out to take some air, Cal went out for a smoke and Alex and Ash followed to spend some time with all the people they had invited over.

It was just me and Carrie.

"Alright, Luke. Monsters Among Men. What's it mean?"

"Er..." my mind was racing five hundred thoughts at the speed of light. Her hair had been put up in a ponytail because the temperature in the room had gone up quickly in the past 20 minutes. She had a few strands of hair stuck with sweat to her skin and the cleavage exposed by her v-neck shirt was glistening. I couldn't focus.

She gave me a sly smile, "are you gonna talk, or?"

"You're cute" I blurted out.

"You're drunk"

The way her nose crinkled when she teased me, the way the lighting hit the side of her face, the way she wiped the sweat off her forehead with two fingers... I needed to ask her out. "You're still cute when I'm sober, though"

"Wow, real smooth, Hemmings"

"I try"

Her laugh was enough to give me the last boost of confidence.

"You wanna go out with me? Not tonight, I won't be good company if I'm about to throw up all the time"

Carrie laughed and turned the camera off. "Alright, no deluxe," she said under her breath, shaking her head. I could feel my throat starting to close, she was breathtaking and I had asked her out and she wasn't replying and oh my god did I make a dick move?

"I'm free next week," she smiled.

Thank fucking god, "it's a date then."

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twodudesandamovie · 5 years ago

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Ocean’s 8

This month, Alex won the coin flip to decide the movie, it is Ocean's 8:

Alex: At 1am, Eric said to me that he wanted to watch the movie I chose, Ocean's 8. I vocally doubted his ability to stay awake, being as he was extremely intoxicated, but he insisted he would. At this point, I agreed to watch the movie with him, even saying I would Venmo him $50 if he stayed awake for 110 minutes. He did not, and this is my opinion of Ocean's 8. Immediately, we start with a nice homage to Ocean's 11, and I have a few questions: 1. Who is this girl? 2. Why is she in jail? 3. Apparently everybody else is dead? Besides that old Jewish dude. 4. Why didn't I watch Ocean's 13. Then I get to be confused as to whether Sandra Bullock and Cate Blanchett are gay. I think about this for probably 20 minutes as the film gives me exposition or whatever. I conclude they probably are just flirty. The movie then quickly introduces characters, and I feel a kinship with Helena Bonham Carter, both because she is having a panic attack while eating Nutella from a jar, and that shes secretly emo. Then, I'm stunned as I get to see Rihanna, Minday Khaling, and Awkwafina, three extremely talented women whom I do not deserve to look at. Sarah Paulson is also there, but I do not know her, like the guy that is also hot and Sandra Bullock threatens to shiv. Honestly, he should keep to probably playing soccer or stab him, in my opinion. Sandra Bullock then lays out the heist. The planning portion of the film seems to go rather quick, and I'm frequently surprised by plot points that just happen to work out. How does Sandra Bullock know so much about 3D printing. She was in jail for like 6~ years. 3D printing has grown so much in the past 6 years. It's mentioned in another scene that "Hims get arrested, Hers get ignored" which is a nice sexist way to explain why nobody calls out any of the women for being on the video tapes in the security footage (which we'll go into later). Additionally, Mindy Khaling sets up a jeweler apprasial shop in the baby changing station, which I really want to contest, but she could do it. The movie drones on for about an hour after that as I watch this elite cast of babes steal jewels, and also my heart. Anne Hathaway is there too, doing a superb job as acting as a famous person in the world where she is still a famous person who acts. I think later on she gets money, starts a studio or shoots a low budget movie, and directs herself. Thats a nice tribute to Ocean's 12 where Julia Roberts has to pretend to be Julia Roberts. In the end, this absolutely stunning cast of women manages to steal the thing they wanted to steal, with a lot more things they didn't EXPLAIN they were gonna steal, but you knew they were gonna steal. James Corden makes an enterance at a point, and I think he's just gonna be himself, but then he's an FBI agent who has a rather trivial part in the movie. The entire half hour you could cut honestly. Overall, I didn't think the movie was super good. Not even in a way where it has big plot holes or anything, which it kinda does but thats not important, its just not a good heist movie. I really wanted to get the thrill of the plot twist in Ocean's 11 again, and instead got a group of really talented babes stealing a thing and then giving me an expected plot twist at the end. Also, with so many characters, it's understandable that every character can't have a lengthy amount of screen time to like act and be a character, but if thats the case then why hire like absolutely the most stacked cast of actors, to have them only have a couple lines. I wanted more from all of the characters that were not Sandra Bullock or Cate Blanchett.

Rating: 5/10 and I'd still let every babe in this movie tell me I'm wrong because I love them all.

Eric: Ocean’s 8 attempts to continue the long strand of “Ocean’s” movies which have quite a simple formula: assemble an all-star cast, pull off a thrilling heist, spew out of a few witticisms here and there, be a pop culture staple, and voila you have a blockbuster movie. But Ocean’s 8 made the least money out of the four latest Ocean’s movies, and it would seem the formula is growing a bit tired.

It’s hard to go wrong with such a cast, the acting wasn’t lacking at any point besides Rihanna saying the bare minimum of lines to achieve her character’s goals. The humor wasn’t quite as fun as in the previous Ocean’s, and the quips often fell flat. Due to the unimaginative screenplay, there was no challenges for the actors. Sandra Bullock briefly being a German woman was the only example of these A-listers flexing their acting chops.

One of my biggest pet peeves in movies is eating and talking during a scene, and this screenplay does that in spades. It’s sort of a boring way to have the actors occupied while going through the motions of setting up the plot, and it isn’t necessary. It’s another brutal flaw of Ocean’s 8: when you have the actors, use them. For a cast with such potential, why resort to such cliches?

It also suffers a deadly plot hole: why doesn’t Debbie Ocean have a parole officer? Someone who just got out of jail spending time with other questionable characters isn’t realistic, but of course, it’s a movie. The heist itself made up for a lot of the movie’s shortcomings, but even the heist seemed to lack imagination for the lofty bar Ocean’s 11-13 set. It didn’t seem like anything new: have people hiding in plain site, replace the stolen item with a replica, find a way to sell it, haven’t we seen this all before?

Hollywood seems to be obsessing over taking classic movies and flipping the gender roles lately (see Ghostbusters), which isn’t a bad idea in itself, but if you’re going to do that then you need to have something new to say. What is the point of making this sequel? It’s a question that this installment doesn’t really answer. Of course most sequels are often worse than their originals and fail to answer the reasoning behind making them.

I was mildly entertained but I would’ve liked to see much more from it. It was a movie that fell far short of its potential and I think it finally put the dagger in the Ocean’s series, or at least I hope it did.

Rating: 5.5/10.

#ocean's 8 #sandra bullock #cate blanchett #anne hathaway #rihanna #sarah paulson #mindy kaling #helena bonham carter #awkwafina

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truthofherdreams · 6 years ago

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is this clickbait? (1)

also on ao3 + read the first instalment

SURPRISING MY GIRLFRIEND’S SISTER WITH A SHIBA PUPPY!!

Peter Kavinsky • 3.5M views • 4 days ago

“Hello Catherine,” he greets her the moment she opens the front door, putting the camera in her face to distract her from what is happening in his minivan behind her.

Thankfully for him, Kitty eats this shit up as the resident extrovert of the Song-Covey household. “Well hello there, Vogue.”

“Are you ready to answer 72 questions?”

“Sure, let’s go!”

Lara Jean was the one to submit the idea, to have an excuse for Kitty to parade in front of the camera without her suspicions being raised. Peter can’t believe it’s working so well – she accepted the idea immediately and even pitched him questions he could ask her, to the point where he actually kinda feel bad about tricking her into believing all of this shit is real.

Kinda. Not really though.

“Where are we exactly?”

“This is the house where Lara Jean and I live and work. Pretty, right?”

“Amazing,” he agrees, playing along. “So, what’s your favourite thing about video editing?”

“Having a special folder for bloopers,” she replies with an easy grin. She’s apparently been compiling bloopers about him too, and he’s not exactly looking forward to what she’ll do with the footage. “But mostly the storytelling process. How editing and music can change an entire video.”

“Any interesting projects beside LJ’s cooking videos we should know about?”

“Maaaaybe,” she teases. She sent an application for a film school last week, but the information isn’t public yet, not until she gets an acceptance letter. “I’m working with Chris on her gaming videos, too.”

“Woah, that sounds fun!”

By now they’ve made it to the kitchen, Lara Jean in the right corner of his camera, sitting at the island with her laptop. He winks at her and she grins back. He wonders how long it will take before people comment on that – probably five minutes.

“Are you ready for a little dare?” he asks, focusing back on Kitty.

Bless her little kitten heart, she doesn’t notice anything wrong yet, simply offering him and smile and a shrugs as she exclaims, “Sure!”

With the hand not holding the camera, he grabs the small scarf tucked into the back pocket of his jeans and shows it to her. “I need you to lie down on the floor and put that on your eyes.”

She freezes.

Her face falls.

“What’s this? David fucking Dobrik?”

Peter can’t help but laugh out loud, especially with how Lara Jean is laughing too now. So much for keeping this video PG, thank you very much Little Covey.

“What is it? Is it a spider? Is it a snake? Is it a spider?! Cause we found out I’m allergic to spider bites when we were in Korea so–”

“It’s not a spider,” he replies, trying but mostly failing to be serious. She cracks him up so much. “Just cover your eyes, okay?”

“I hate you,” she states coolly, even as she snatches the scarf from him and wraps it around her head. Immediately, Lara Jean dashes outside to help Gabe. “I hate you so fucking much.”

Still, she sits down on the floor of the dining room, arm stubbornly crossed over her chest, and pouts in his general direction, before she lies down. She doesn’t move, only startles a little when the front door slams – well done, guys – but otherwise doesn’t even reach for the piece of fabric above her eyes.

Gabe shows up with the puppy, the cutest little furball he’s ever seen in his life, all roasted marshmallow levels of adorable. Gabe moves closer to Kitty, whose head moves at the sound. Thankfully, the puppy doesn’t whine.

“Okay, we’re gonna put it on you so don’t be scared.”

Which is exactly the opposite of what she does, wiggling a little as she gets herself worked up again. “I don’t care that you’re dating my sister, if it’s a snake I’m going to – oh my GOD, PETER, WHAT IS IT?” She breaks into a scream when Gabe drops the puppy on her chest.

The puppy starts sniffing around, wet nose against her neck, and she yelps again. Even Lara Jean is losing it now, leaning against Peter for support. He doesn’t even think twice about it when he wraps his arm around her shoulders and pulls her closer to him.

“Okay, open your eyes.”

She all but ripes the scarf from her face, only to freezes at the sight of the puppy’s face so close to her face. It sniffs her a little, then licks her chin, but she’s too shocked to properly react.

“It’s a puppy,” she says, slowly.

“She’s about to cry,” Lara Jean whispers, low but now low enough that the camera won’t catch it. “Just watch.”

Kitty is sitting up, puppy now in her arms, and she looks up at Peter with wet eyes. If she starts crying he might do too, and it’s only going to end up messy and overly emotional.

“Merry Christmas, Little Covey.”

“You got me a puppy?!”

And then, yeah. She’s crying. Big tears and loud sobs, hugging the puppy to her as it licks her face and whines happily at being cuddles. Its little tail won’t stop wiggling, which is the cutest.

Lara Jean laughs, and it comes out wet too. When he looks down at her, she has tears in her eyes. He kisses her temple without really thinking about it, holding her a little bit closer.

“Do you like her?” he asks Kitty.

“It’s a girl?” she asks back, holding the puppy up to check. “This is so much better than a spider!”

CovinskyIsLove 5 hours ago

like if you’re crying

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HearMeRoar 3 days ago

when lj started crying too and peter comforted her i felt that

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groffsauce 2 days ago

My sister’s boyfriend is a dirtbag who doesn’t even pay for their dates and this motherfucker gave Kitty a puppy? What the shit???

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QUEER IS THE WORD

Lucas Krapf • 1.8M views • 5 days ago

“So people have been blowing my mentions since last video because of point three seconds of Peter and LJ in the background,” Lucas announces to his camera, one hand holding it while the other rises to rub against his hair. “And people keep asking if they really are that cute all the time. So, here. Look what we have to deal with on a daily basis.”

He’s walking toward the kitchen now, where most of the gang is gathered. Unsurprisingly, Peter and Lara Jean are side by side, bodies glued to each other. It’s nothing unlike what has been going on during the past few months, but Lucas still noticed the slight differences since New Year’s Eve – they’re more comfortable around each other, especially LJ. It’s almost unnoticeable, especially when you don’t know they were faking it before that. But Lucas knows. And he notices.

“Look at that,” he exclaims, camera zooming in on Peter’s hand in the back pocket of LJ’s jeans, like it’s the most natural thing in the world to do. Which, it isn’t. They’re the only two idiots in this world to be that lovely cosy with each other all. the. freaking. time. “What kind of heterosexual nonsense?”

LJ and Peter both turn at the same time, and his camera zooms out and moves up to capture their twin expressions of surprise. Peter’s hand still hasn’t moved, because they’re disgusting like that.

“Who are you calling heterosexual?” Peter asks.

Chris lets out the uglier, loudest cackle in the history of humanity, because that’s just how Chris rolls on a daily basis. Homegirl has no sense of modesty or etiquette, she’s wired like that. And he loves her for it. “Peter Pan!” she exclaims, holding her hand up for Peter to high five.

“Peter Pan!” he replies in the same loud, cheerful voice, hand slapping hers above the kitchen island. He turns back to Lucas then, more serious. “But don’t film my girlfriend’s butt, thanks.”

“Why?” LJ asks, falsely innocent. “It looks great on camera.”

Lucas cuts on Peter’s dumbfounded face and another cackle from Chris.

…

Calling Chris’s bedroom a “bedroom” really is about semantics. Like, yes there is a single bed in a corner, so technically it qualifies. But Chris’s room is her video games room, first and foremost. Her TV setting takes over most of the space, what with how many consoles she owes. Two full walls are floor-to-ceiling shelves of video games in their boxes, Funko Pops and other geeky paraphernalia. There’s her computer and her gaming chair in a corner. More cameras and recording material than Lucas knows what to do with it. So, really. Not a bedroom.

And the best thing is, she always has snacks for when she’s playing and for when people are playing with her. She’s taken to stocking Pocky boxes for LJ, next to her own gummy bears. Freaking adorable, how close those two girls are now. Like sisters. White and Asian sisters.

They’re playing Mario Kart, and Lucas is just filming, ‘cause he’s bored and he needs content. LJ getting competitive over nothing is always fun, not to mention clickbaity. So yeah, Mario Kart, camera, Japanese snacks. The best of the best.

Chris is getting worked up over the Rainbow Road, like you do, when her phone starts lighting up like a Christmas tree. Which is weird – she’s usually so very good at not having her phone around when she’s playing, because it keeps her focused not to have to worry about her notifications. The only times she purposefully has her phone around is when she’s doing a special Twitch live and she needs to check her donations.

So Lucas’s attention zooms in on her phone, obviously. “Who’s Veronica?” he asks.

It’s an innocent enough question, but Chris tenses and LJ is distracted enough that her Yoshi falls down the Rainbow Road. “Wait, Veronica Veronica? RomanticRonny Veronica?”

Chris does a very bad job of pretending to be chill, her eyes never leaving the TV screen but her shoulders tense as shit, her knuckles white around her controller. “Yeah, we’re texting,” she replies, fake casual. Damn.

“Didn’t she make a come-out video like, three months ago?” Lucas asks, just to watch her squirm. He can always edit this part out if Chris asks him to, that’s chill. She’s just as open with her sexuality as Peter and Lucas are, but it doesn’t mean he will post about her crush if she doesn’t want him to. Privacy and all that, they’re pretty good at this stuff with each other.

“Did she now?” Chris replies-asks, with a shrug. Bad Acting 101. “Not that it matters or shit.”

“She’s texting again,” Lucas points out, when her phone lights up again.

“How about you shut up, Krapf?”

He only laughs.

SapphoBitch 2 hours ago

is2g if any of you comes with a ‘queer is a slur’ because of the title i’m going to cut a bitch bc Peter identified as pan AND queer in his coming out video and Lucas and Chris are both chill with it too so stfu u ignorant terf-sounding assholes

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Song Bakery ✓ 4 days ago

7 billion people in the world to choose from and he picked me. Of course I am okay with that aspect of Peter’s identity, why wouldn’t I be?

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PizzaSlut 3 days ago

we stan one (1) progressive, unproblematic squad

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Who knows me better? challenge (boyfriend vs sister)

Song Not-Bakery • 3.7M views • 2 days ago

“Hi everyone and welcome to my second channel!” Lara Jean greets the camera with a little wave. “It was a long time coming, and it’s all because those two right there bullied me into doing it.”

“Kindly,” Peter clarifies. “We bullied her kindly.”

“Cause that makes it so much better,” she tells him, forcing herself not to grin when he wrinkles his nose at her adorably. This man will be her undoing. “Anyway, it’s all Kitty and Peter’s fault and they’re both extra competitive, so what better way that to start this channel than with a competition about me?”

“Which I’m going to win, because I’ve known her the longest,” Kitty chimes in.

“We’ll see about that,” Peter replies, hand already hovering above one of the two call bells Lara Jean bought for the occasion. Peter was playing with it for ten minutes before they even started filming, and she made a mental note to hide them well once they’re done, for her own sake.

“Each question gives you one point,” Lara Jean explains, all business, ignoring how Kitty and Peter are flexing and silently talking shit at each other from across the table. Most competitive people she knows, indeed. “And the winner gets one favour from the loser, as long as it’s decent.”

“Peter buying me Taco Bell every day for a moooonth,” Kitty singsongs.

“And healthy.”

“Peter buying me by Chloe every day for a moooooonth,” Kitty amands.

“Better,” Lara Jean replies, while Peter tries his hardest not to burst into laughter, all tight-lips and puffed cheeks. “Okay, get ready! Question one! What’s my Hogwarts house?”

Kitty hits the bell so fast it flies across the table. “Hufflepuff!”

“Point Covey!” Lara Jean agrees. “Which movie did I quote in my high school yearbook?”

Peter and Kitty share a look, before he tentatively rings the bell. “Amélie?”

“Correct! Point Kavinsky,” she replies, smiling at his preening.

“How do you even know that?” Kitty asks him, suspicious.

“Your dad showed me all your embarrassing childhood pictures,” he replies with an easy shrug. They went to visit two months ago for her dad’s birthday, his official meeting with Peter. Which went really well for the two of them, not so well for Lara Jean when he dad got all the family albums out. She had to steal Peter’s phone from him so he wouldn’t do anything stupid, like share with the world. “You look cute with pigtails, by the way.”

Kitty pokes her tongue out at him.

“What’s my birthday?”

They both attack the bell, but Kitty is faster. “May 15th.”

“Point Covey. What’s my favourite colour?”

Peter is faster. “Blue.” Then, turning to the camera, “And she looks super pretty in blue.”

Lara Jean barely manages to hide her blush behind a laugh as she moves on the the next question. As expected, Kitty and Peter get more and more worked up with each question, yelling their answers and sending the bell flying more than once. She can’t help but laugh when Kitty throws herself above the table to try and steal Peter’s bell, to prevent him from winning. He holds it above his head, too high for her to reach even when she jumps.

They go on like that for half an hour, Lucas keeping track of points behind the camera and holding his laughter back all through filming. Not all heroes wear capes, after all. She’s almost done with her questions when he shows her the mini whiteboard, announcing 12 points each.

“Okay, it’s a tie, so last question to win the game.”

Kitty points to her eyes with two fingers, then to Peter, then to her eyes again. Both their hands hover over the bell, ready to pounce on it. The tension is thick in the room.

“Who’s my dream guy?”

Peter yells the answer before he even hits the bell, “Gilbert Blythe!” Then, ignoring Kitty’s look of pure disbelief and horror, he turns toward the camera with a smirk that shouldn’t be quite as smug as it is, given what he is talking about. “Because he’s smart, and handsome, and loyal, which makes him Lara Jean’s dream Hufflepuff boy. Kavinsky out!”

“Kavinsky win!” she agrees, grabbing his wrist to hold it like he just won a boxe match instead of a little Youtube competition.

Kitty makes a big deal of pouting and folding her hands on her chest, the perfect image of a sulking child. It only makes Peter laugh harder, of course, because he can be a real jerk when he puts his mind to it. Not a mean jerk, but he knows how to push Kitty’s buttons, how to make her snap just enough to make it entertaining to everyone involved, even Kitty.

“So that’s it for today, guys. Check out Peter’s channel and Kitty’s Instagram account, links in the description, and don’t forget to like and subscribe for more videos like this one! Bye bye!”

CovinskyIsLove 2 hours ago

Smart, loyal and handsome? Wonders who that describes perfectly hmm hmmmmmm… Not fooling anyone, LJ!

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TeenageNinjaTurtle 9 hours ago

Kitty is so fucking hilarious she needs to be in all the vlogs! More Kitty!

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MrsKavinsky 2 days ago

The Gods of Youtube have listened and given us LJ’s second channel, we are so blessed!

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#covinsky #covinsky fanfic #covinsky ff #to all the boys I've loved before #fanfic #ff: tatbilb #ff: do it for the views

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ticklikeabomb · 6 years ago

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Rio pra não chorar - Part 8

Pairing : Tessa Thompson x Plus Size Reader

Warnings : Language ; grammar/spelling mistakes ; angst

Word Count : 2.3k

Soft knocks were heard and RDJ’s head passed the doorframe. A bright and large smile on his face. Behind him stood Ruffalo and Kevin Feige, also with large smiles. « Hi, can we come in? », Ruffalo asked gently. Your parents nodded and stepped outside leaving you a few minutes with your newly made friends. They gave you a small kiss on the cheek and asked how you were feeling. « I’m ok. I guess », you replied. « We were worried », said RDJ. You gave him a small smile. You then turned towards Feige and your smile vanished. You cleared your throat and said « I’m sorry for dragging you in the public eye with my family issues. It was never my intention to put the Marvel Studios in such a position. » Feige shook his head before saying « Don’t think about that. We’re a team and we stick together no matter the situation. You’re part of Marvel now. We have your back like you would have ours. » You blinked away the tears that were threatening to fall and thanked them for everything. For not giving up on you, for the support they provided.

Another knock was heard and you all looked towards the noise. A heavy breathing Tessa appeared. In two steps she was next to you, coping gently your chin in her hands, her face close to yours. « Y/N…Finally you’re awake », her voice full on emotion whispered. You caressed her hands on yours and she pecked your lips gently, trying to pour all the emotions she felt into that small gesture. « You smell good », you giggled but a sharp pain came across your rib and you turned your head elsewhere to cough. « Ahh », you hissed. « Shhh. Stay put. Don’t do any movements. You need to rest », she said. It made you smile and you replied « Apparently I was in the coma for 5 weeks, I think I rested sufficiently. » They chuckled noticing that even after all what was happening to you, you still had your fun and witty personality. « We’re gonna give you some space, but we will keep in touch », said RDJ and you nodded and thanked them again before they left.

During the day, more and more cast members and friends appeared in your room, relieved seeing you awake and smiling. After a while, the doctor entered, « I’m sorry to interrupt but we need to make some tests. She will be back in a couple of hours. » Everyone nodded in understanding and the nurses that entered with him, took your bed to another room to start the tests. A few hours left, you came back and the doctor took your parents and brother aside, while the nurse dropped a plate with food in front of you. « I have good news. The recovery is going perfectly. Of course, she will have to wait a few weeks until her leg is better but it’s promising. She will have to do some reeducation, since she was a certain amount of time in the coma, but I’m sure she will do fine. We took the liberty to call her therapist and check for her memories. The therapist assured and gave a certificat stating that she hasn’t suffered from memory lost. Here it is, I think it can be useful if Y/N decides to testify”, the doctor stated. Your family let out a relieved breath and thanked him for everything.

1 week later

There you were sitting next to your parents and attorney waiting for the Judge and Jury to step inside the room. When they did you tried to stand up by holding yourself with your crushes and father’s help. « Please sit down », the Judge exclaimed. They called for Carol to enter and you gave her a stern look, cursing her in your mind. « Before we start, I just want to remind the charges that we are facing here. Julia and Tom Williamson are suing Carol Collins for blackmail, harassment and attempting murder towards their daughter Y/N Williamson, who’s present today. Now may the Williamson’s attorney begin with where he was left a week ago », the Judge exclaimed. The attorney did as such and began by showing your parents bank records, stating that the blackmail has been going on for 26 years. An hour later, witnesses were being called at the bar, starting with your parents. Carol’s lawyer was after yours to ask questions. « Mrs Williamson, you proclaim that my client left her newborn in an alley but do you have any prouve of that? » Your mother gasped and replied « What? Why would I lie about something so awful? » He shook his head and said « Just answer the question by yes or no. Do you have any prouve? »

« No », she said. « So it is possible that you could have indeed stolen the child from her mother’s life. » Your mother was about to protest when he cut her, « Is it true that 27 years ago, the doctors told you that you couldn’t have any more children and it left you desperate. Isn’t it true? », he insisted. You felt your blood boil in your veins, heat creeping on your face. « Answer Mrs Williamson ! ». She gasped again and said « Yes but I would never… ».

He cut her but your attorney stood up « Objection your honor. It’s distortion of the truth. » « Objection declined. Proceed. » Carol’s lawyer had a proud smirk on his face. « Mrs Williamson did you stole that baby from her mother? » Your mother looked at him in the eyes and exclaimed firmly « No ! You want the truth, here it is : That woman (she pointed at Carol) left a baby in an alley next to garbage, alone in the cold. A year later she appeared on our porch declaring she was the biological mother and that if we wanted to keep the baby, our baby, we had to pay. We didn’t believe her, so we did a test and indeed she was the biological mother. She threatened us and blackmailed us. For nothing in the world I would give my child to someone so horrible, someone capable to leave a defenseless human being in an alley. Someone who’s ready to kill to get money ! » During the whole speech, Carol’s attorney tried to shout her down, but your mother wasn’t having it. « Silence ! », exclaimed the Judge. « I have no further question », exclaimed Carol’s attorney.

Your mother sat down on her side and tried to calm down. Her outburst may have been negative but you can’t stand still when someone is accusing you of steeling someone’s life and she lost her temper. Your father was next. He was calmer but even word he said, he said it with so much firmness that Carol’s attorney couldn’t find a way to attack him, even if he tried. Your father stayed still and clear the whole time. After him, they called some paparazzi’s that were pressent on the car crash, which surprised you. They showed their videos and Carol’s lawyer stood up « Objection your Honor, this videos may have been trafficked. » Your lawyer affirmed stepped forward and presented a document certifying that the videos were authentic. « Proceed », exclaimed the judge. « This footage was partly shown the day of the accident on national televisions. We can hear in the tape Carol Collins saying ‘They took my money from me so I’m taking her from them’. »

He pressed + on the volume so that the Judge, the Jury and everyone in the assistance heard her say it. « I’ll continue the footage, which was cut on the news. As you can see, the victim, my client Y/N Williamson laying on the ground, unconscious and blood everywhere. The state of the car proves how violent the impact was. My client was transported to the hospital with a broken leg, a concussion and an internal bleeding and spend 5 weeks in the coma. I don’t know what more prove do you need to confirm that Carol Collins planned to kill Y/N Williamson. »

They called Carol at the bar. « Do you swear to say all the truth and only the truth? », asked a police officer. « I do », replied Carol. Her lawyer began the interrogation. « Mrs Collins, tell us when did you found out that you were expecting a child. » She waited a few seconds before replying « I was in high school and dating this good-locking boy. Two months later, I found out that I was pregnant. » He nodded and continued « Did you tell the father that you were pregnant? » Her eyes became glossy and her voice stuttered « No, I was afraid he would leave me. I was only sixteen. »

« What happened? », he asked. « I was scarred so I told my parents seeking for support. They put me out of home, embarrassed. When I gave birth, the nurse told me I was too young and the next thing I know is that they gave my precious baby girl to a wealthy family. » Her lawyer nodded and thanked her. Your lawyer stood up and chuckled sarcastically. « Mrs Collins, you do know that you’re in court right and that you swore to speak the truth? » She nodded and a silent tear slid down her face. « So if you’re aware of that, how can you lie straight to our faces? »

« Objection your honor. This goes against the rules. » The Judge looked at your lawyer who affirmed that he had a reason for his words. « Objection denied. Proceed. » He marched slowly to her and said « You said that you didn’t tell the father because you were afraid. Was that man named Richard McQueen? » She nodded « Yes that’s correct. » He chuckled and declared « You also declared that your parents put you out of home but here I have copies of your diary stating that in that period you were home. » He turned to the Judge and dropped the evidence and declared that Carol’s parents gave them access to the diary. Her eyes turned dark.

« You pretend that your name is Carol Collins when in fact your real name is Carol McQueen, wife of Richard for the past 30 years. Now tell me, was he aware that you had a child 27 years ago? Or did you keep it a secret like you kept secret of all that money you extorted from my clients? Did you tell him that he had a daughter, before he passed two years ago? » She didn’t respond and your lawyer continued to make pressure. « Did he know that not only he had a child 27 years ago but that your children Jess and Noah are her biological siblings ? Did he know? TELL US !

« NO ! », she shouted, fuming. « He was just a pure loser. If I told him that he had another child he would do everything he could to find her and take her back and I would have lost the money », she declared angrily. The room gasped hearing her finally confess that it was all about the cash. « She ruined my life (and pointed at you). I was supposed to be famous and have everything I ever dreamed of and she stole it from me and still is. Being an actress. IT WAS MY DREAM AND YOU STOLE IT FROM ME! IF I HAD THE OPPORTUNITY TO FINISH WHAT I DID I WOULD HAVE CRUSHED THAT CAR WITH HER IN IT AGAIN, IN A HEARTBEAT », she yelled hysterically. Shivers procured your whole body and your father took your hand in his and squeezed tightly. You cleaned away the silent tears and felt the eyes of the jury looking at you. Your mind was becoming loud. ‘They’re my biological siblings. The biological father would care if he knew’, your mind screamed. The room erupted in bewilderment and shock, booing and cursing her.

« Silence ! I suggest you to control your client », exclaimed harshly the Judge towards Carol’s lawyer, who seemed also angry of this new discovered information. He mumbled something in her ear when she sat down to what she brushed him, not caring.

After the room calmed down, the Judge exclaimed « I believe Y/N Williamson is next to testify but after hearing this confession, I don’t see the need for her to come to the bar. Now if the Jury would like to retrieve and discuss in privacy, please stand up and follow the officer on your left. The audience will continue after the Jury has made his mind. » He slammed his hammer on the marble and the Jury left. You stood dumbfounded in your chair and turned to your parents who’s eyes lit up in hope. You turned back and saw your brother and some actors nodding in support.

« The kids », you whispered. « What did you say honey? », asked your father. You looked at him, tears blurring your vision. « What will happen to the kids? », your voice cracked. He didn’t answer but you could see the desperation in his eyes. 20 minutes later, the Jury reentered the room. You all stood up until they were told you to sit down. « Did you come up with a verdict? », asked the Judge. The head of the Jury stood up and nodded before preceding reading the verdict. « After hearing the evidences, proves and confession of the accused, we declare Carol Collins at 10 years imprisonment for blackmail. Along that sentence, Carol Collins will face imprisonment for another 10 years for attempted murder with no possibility of anticipated release. » You, your family and friends let out the breath you were holding and erupted in tears hearing that she would pay for the suffering she caused. The Judge slammed his hammer before exclaiming « Since we couldn’t find any close relatives, Jess and Noah McQueen will be placed in the orphanage until majority. Please prepare the transfer for the prisoner. » The police officer grabbed Carol who just shouted curses towards them « YOU FUCKING BITCH. I HATE YOU. DIE, I HATE YOU. »

You embraced your family tightly, happy that this chapter of your lives was over.

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seaofthesoul · 7 years ago

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I was tagged by Ri, aka @harry-did-that! 💗💛 Here are my (absolutely iconic) answers, after keeping you in suspense for ages haha ;3

1. when and how did you become a fan? give me all the details and feelings hit me with that nostalgia!

haahaha you already know this, but I became a fan in December 2017 rip 🙈 I’d been listening a lot to SOTT since its release and kept seeing Harry on my dash and thinking he looked really cool; and some time at the beginning of December, I watched the Kiwi video and some other stuff (the carpool karaoke, the sketches with James, etc.) and basically fell into the abyss overnight lmao. I started looking for tickets to attend Harry’s Oslo concert literally one (1) day later, and things went a bit out of control from there. Since my extra ass always needs to know everything, my love for Harry naturally brought me to One Direction, and within a few weeks I was in love with the whole band. :’) I’ve been listening to 1D radio all day long since then, and yeah, now I’d die for our five boys. 💕🌸

2. whats ur fave 1d moment/memory?

I sadly don’t have many moments as a fan yet, but yeah, definitely Hazza’s Oslo concert! 😍😍😍

3. if you were to fight harry how would you go about it

I just... wouldn’t tbh. I’m super soft and HATE conflict and confrontation in general, and with Harry I’d definitely end up shaking and crying if we had a real fight, cause I’d just be so scared to upset/annoy him.

BUT!!! We could have a tickling battle sdfgsjdg :D I’d try to find his weak spots and get him to giggle a lot - but I’d totally let him win in the end since, well, I’m weak like that. :’) 💛

4. so like, if we had 1d (ot4/ot5 idc) locked in a room and given them truth serum slkdnlksdnf sorry for this au but, what 3 questions would you ask them (feel free to do more than 3 its been almost 8 years full of lies so)

Okaaay, let’s go with one question for each of ‘em laddies! 😊

Harry: The boys have said that you almost never lose your temper for real, but that it’s kinda scary when you do. What are some situations in which you absolutely lost your shit, and what did you say/do in the heat of the moment?

Louis: Tell me about the incident when you called Harry a “curly-haired c*nt” 😇

Liam: What do you really think about 1D’s management?

Niall: Please explain what was going on in your head when you wrote these, and also when you said rabbits are your pet peeve cause they’re “pointless” haahaha 😂🙈

Zayn: What the fuck haPPENED ZAYNIE BOY??? :((((

5. tell me some of your fave people on here (treat ppl with kindness spread love n all that look at me being a proper Harrie™)

There’s soooo many people I love on here and it’d take me ages to write about all of them, so let’s go with two of the most important hehe :D @amantisegreti and @kvartetmenneskeerenoy, you’re my fave demon Louies in the whole world and I love you a whole lot!!! 💖 Our conversations (or should I say crying parties) are all I need in my life rn, and I really couldn’t wish for better friends to share everything with. 🌈🌸

6. signature scent/favorite perfume(s)?

Between Us by One Direction 😌 (nope, I’m not joking haaha, and I’m actually such a hoe for that perfume tbh :D)

8. please tell me a random fact or story about you, give me that Exclusive knowledge

I have a thing called synesthesia, which in my case translates to being able to taste sounds. I’ve had it all my life! Basically, what happens is that many words (especially French ones) have a very specific taste for me. For example, Rianne is kinda like... bacon, I guess? 🙈 Pretty unfortunate example, but yeah, you get my point lmao ;3

6. money, body issues, and all that shit aside, what would your dream fashion aesthetic be?

I seriously spent twenty minutes staring at my computer with a blank look, only to come to the conclusion that I have no preferred style and usually just go with whatever I see and like lmao :’D Sorry for the boring answer... Well, what I can say is that I love shit like vintage dresses, suspenders, soft pastel sweaters, flower prints, and classy cuts/colours with a touch of gold or silver. 😊

9. would you rather have: the cut bits of carpool karaoke like the mcdonalds drive through, audio’s of all the 70 songs harry wrote (yes including baby honey), the infinity music video, the 900 hours of unseen this is us footage, harry’s dunkirk audition tape, a recording of that alleged hour long zarry phonecall when zayn left, or a copy of nialls folder full of unseen selfies with his boys. you kno what im nice you can have two

Oh my god... I’m probably gonna have to go with the 70 songs and the Zarry phone call, though I’d obviously sell one of my livers to get any of these sdgsjh 😩

10. whats something you’re proud of?

This is going to expose how bad a nerd I am haha, but my greatest life achievement was when I won the first place at an Elvish poetry contest in 2013. My poem was published in an Elvish language scholarly journal, right next to an article by the scholar who taught me everything I know about said language dshfgsj 😭😭 I still cry inside whenever I think about it rip

(Here’s the evidence, in case you’re not convinced this is really a thing haha 😄)

11. something you regret?

I’m always gonna regret not becoming a 1D fan earlier... :( It truly breaks my heart to think about all the time I wasted without the boys in my life, and how I could’ve supported and loved them all along. 💔

12. what bothers you? here’s a chance to… go off

Okay, I could probably be bitter and complain all day about stuff that annoys me haha, but here’s a few things:

When people claim that a certain cat or dog is “ugly”????? Excuse you, my dude?? Ugly cats and dogs do not exist, every single one of them is perfect just the way it is.

Some specific mouth noises, or when someone breathes too loudly gdfhjgd

When my brain stops working (usually because I’m tired to the point of passing out) and I say something very stupid and embarrassing that I regret so hard later

Whenever anyone disrespects, undermines, insults or diminishes the boys in any capacity, or generally treats them in any way less than what they deserve (aka the whole frickin’ world)

#ily ri 💞💗#harry-did-that #amantisegreti #kvartetmenneskeerenoy #about #interactions #text: harry styles #text: louis tomlinson #text: liam payne #text: zayn malik #text: niall horan #text: one direction

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u-flower-u-feast · 7 years ago

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♡TAG CHAIN♡

i was tagged by @harry-did-that who constantly challenges me with the toughest questions and scenarios lol!!! Thanks honey!!💖💖💖💖

im tagging @harryzayn, @heliosfleur, @haesthete, @luvinari, @anotherblackharrie, and anyone else who wants to (i just finished this and im exhausted and can’t think of anyone else lol!!)

Rules: answer the questions given to you by the tagger, write questions of your own, and tag people!

🌸The questions I was given🌸

1. when and how did you become a fan? give me all the details and feelings hit me with that nostalgia! Tbh I was one of those snooty hoes who hated wmyb and was like “If they’re saying what makes you beautiful is that you don’t know your beautiful....... Then what happens when you finally think you’re beautiful??? They probably wouldn’t think your beautiful anymore” laskjdlkajslkdja!! But after faking like I hated the song, this girl in my science class came up to me and was like *Slams down some random teen mag with the boys on the cover* “Pick one!!”......... And I was like “Uhhhhh..... No thanks??” and she just kept getting on my nerves about picking one, she eventually said if i picked one that she’d leave. So I looked............. and I said *pointing to harry and zayn* “Either him or him” and she had the nerve to be like “No!!! You cant have him (Zayn) he’s mine!”........ me:

and since that moment of childish, superficial, decision-making........ I’ve been a dead hoe 4 harry.

2. whats ur fave 1d moment/memory? I’m blanking all of a sudden alksjdlakjslkdj!!! All I can think of rn is when harry almost died on 1d day tryna pull that cute ass stunt

Pretty much..... 1d day in general laksjdlkajls!!!

(Me too harry lol) Harry looked so divine??? So yeah lol!! 1d day for sure

3. if you were to fight harry how would you go about it

Sis........... I’ve been dreaming about this. In a perfect scenario, we’d be friends already so he knows that i’m fighting him with love from the deepest, darkest, coldest, crevices of my heart. So, it’d have to be a time when we’re just hanging out somewhere, preferably in someones (preferably mine) apartment/house. We’d be watching queer eye or something gay, and discussing what from this seasons gucci line we’re gonna buy. When all of a sudden i’ll go in for a random, friendly hug, and he’ll accept...............................................................To his DEMISE!!! CAUSE I would bite his ear (not off, just to clarify lol!! Just a nip lol!!) and go straight for his neck and choke him out alskdjlksjldjka!! He’d probably start panicking, but at this point i’d tell him how long i’ve been waiting to do this, and that i’m doing this out of love............ nothing but pure love. So when he blacks out and wakes up laid out on the couch, with me placing a cold ice pack on his head, he’ll probably ask me what tf happened....... So i’ll tell him the truth, and tell him that he fainted and started convulsing and that i had to call 911 (or whatever the emergency # is wherever we are) and they told me what to do over the phone; and that by the time they got there he had settled down and was fine, but i needed to apply a cold press to his head where he fell and make sure he has solid food on his stomach.😇😇😇

I’ll give you one for each year of lies aksljdlakjslkd!!

1- What the fuck were Zayn and Harry laughing about on 1d day?

2- What is each of their honest opinions on the others??

3- Crystabel Riley....... Thats all I’ll say on that..... But I want the truth lol!!

4- Why tf Zayn had the nerve to say that he and Harry never talked???

5- The Infinity video????

6- If they hadn’t known Zayn was gonna leave, who would they truly want to leave the band????? Or! If they could sacrifice one of the others for Zayn to stay, who would they sacrifice??????

7- Did Liam really think that Japan would be hotter cause its “near Australia”??????? (a waste of a question, but a question i need to ask for myself lol!!)

8- And because i’m nosy and would never ever ask any other time or under other circumstances; Out of all of the people they’ve been rumored to have been dating/dated, how many have they actually dated? and which ones??*Mainly this is for harry, but i’ll ask the others cause...... you know.....

5. tell me some of your fave people on here (treat ppl with kindness spread love n all that look at me being a proper Harrie™)

I have a couple of faves lol! I love @harryzayn she’s amaaaazingggggggg even tho she tries me on a daily basis alskjdlkajsldkj!! Oh!! And her moodboards (x) are spectacular, she’s legit the reason why I started doing moodboards (barely lol!! I’m lazy y’all, but she's not lol!!)

@haesthete She always has amazing hontent and is very sweet and kindddddd lol!! And is always (in my opinion) on the right side of henny serious harry drama

@luvinari is an absolute angel who blesses my dash with harry and ariana and others i can think of rn lol!!

@bluehydrangeia She fills my dash with my mother lana del rey, harry, and aesthetic!! That and I never fail to get more literature knowledge from her lol!

Theres a lot more, but when I’m put on the spot i blank out lol!! If we’ve EVER talked, or interacted you’re probably on this list too lol!!

6. signature scent/ favorite perfume(s)?

I don’t really have a signature perfume, but I like to mix cherry and vanilla body sprays lol!! That! Or warm vanilla honey/toasted hazelnut from b&bw

7. please tell me a random fact or story about you, give me that Exclusive knowledge

Ummmmm....... My *tries to remember while sitting down* right side of my hip is double jointed lol!! That and i entered 2 different kinds of writing contest and won both of them lol!! Ya gurl is actually good at writing believe it or not alskjdlakjs!!! Bonus! I’ve actually gotten too deep in my feels a couple times and wrote fics for @harryzayn to read lmaooo!!!

8. money, body issues, and all that shit aside, what would your dream fashion aesthetic be?

..........Rianne you hate me lol!! I have about 50 aslkdjalskjdl!! So I’ll give you a top 5!

1- Rocker Chic

2- Simplistic Minimalist

3- 70s Kween

4- Eclectic Bitch

5- Rich Business Hoe

(Bonus!)6- Flashy young rich trophy wife having a night out

You are so fucking rude rianne alskjdlkajsjdalj!! I’m gonna go with...... All 70 of harry’s hidden ass songs. And............. *has mini existential crisis cause i can’t choose between the zarry phone call or the this is us footage* I’m gonna choose the this is us footage cause that would be a lot more positive *whispers: but if you want to be a super nice, cool, amazing, totally unique, game changing, never replicated friend........ You’d let me take the zarry call too lol!! *

10. whats something you’re proud of?

*Thinks hard for about 20 minutes.....* Umm I think im proud of the fact that, any musical instrument i’ve learned (3-4) i’ve taught myself??

11. something you regret?

Being too nice to people who didn’t deserve that from me.

12. what bothers you? here’s a chance to… go off

People who have literally no musical talent, but feel the need to go on mile long rants about musicians/artist they don’t like and try to simplify any musical or artistic process like making (GOOD) music is simple and easy.

On the other hand, musicians with absolutely no musicianship at all, who get by based on looks or a really weirdly strong fan base despite....their....lack........of talent??? (Bonus trash points if they’re also just really shitty people in general)

People who feel the need to bring up negative shit in the middle of anything happy. Like??? We could all be having a party over harry painting his nails black, and they could be like “Why tf is his nail polish chipped already??? He was probably picking at it cause the devil jeff made him do it” Like????? Shut tf up cindy (Also this is a made up scenario lol!!)

...... Pms?? The thought of having to pay bills?? Taxes??? The government???? The patriarchy??????

💖💕✨🌻 so here’s my questions🌻✨💕💖

1. There are two types of people in this world. What are the two types?

2. If you had to lock away 3 of ot5 in an underground cave, who would you lock away??

3. If you could have a never-ending candle that smelled like anything you wanted, what fragrance would you want it to be?

4. An interesting au question i just though of lol! You’re chilling at home, when all of a sudden you get a call from Harry. You answer it only to find out that he has you on a party line with the other boys. They’re all panicking cause they’re having different emergencies and they all need your singular help, but they’re all in different locations 20 minutes away from you. They’re all convinced you’re their best friend and that you’ll help them first. You can only help 3 and the other two have to figure their problem out on their own, or face the consequences. Who do you help first, and so on? (and yes the bottom 3 will be mad at you. The person in 2nd place will be disappointed but they’ll eventually get over it.)

5. Whats your favorite *insert ur fave 1d member here* look?

6. What would be the scariest monster you could imagine?

8. If your life was a book, what would it be titled?

6. Quick! You just won the lottery, what are the first 3 things you buy?

9. Would you rather have: True love, but live in less than ideal conditions. Or Be rich, but be married to someone you despised?

10. Whats something you’re proud of?

11. Three personality traits you hate?

12. What are you afraid people see when they look at you?

#this was A LOT #alskjdlkjlajdsjd #but fun nonetheless!#I love tags y'all #like 9 times out of 10 if y'all tag me in something #i'll do it lol!#thanks again rianne💖💖💖💖#tag

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xxprincessjewelsxx · 7 years ago

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The War (Suho Mafia!au Fic Sequel) Chapter 12 - What Family Means...

Warnings: None

Ch. 1, Ch. 2, Ch. 3, Ch. 4, Ch. 5, Ch. 6, Ch. 7, Ch. 8(M), Ch. 9, Ch. 10, Ch. 11, Ch. 12, Ch. 13, Ch. 14, Ch. 15(Finale)

I don’t know what time it was when I finally woke up, the feeling of a hand running through my hair. Looking up I saw Junmyeon looking down at me, a small smile on his face when he realized I was awake.

“Welcome back,” he said.

“When did you get home?” I questioned.

“About thirty minutes ago…I got here as soon as I can,” he replied.

Looking out the window I saw that the sun was peaking over the city. “How long was I out for?”

“Quite a while…Minseok said you passed out and then he just let you sleep,” he replied, “By the way…what happened. The lawyer gave me the run down…but Jesus Christ it just sounded like everything went to shit.”

I began to explain everything to him from the beginning, down to when I attacked Kitae in the interview room. Listening to everything he clutched the blanket trying to keep his anger level at a minimum. I could see in his eyes he wanted nothing more than to charge out of the room.

“Got a question for you…” he said once I finished explaining everything.

“Shoot…”

“Did you kick his ass?” he questioned.

I gave a small smile. “Well he did look a little dazed from what I could see from the holding cell.”

“That’s my girl,” he said leaning down and kissing me, “But try not to threaten people in front of officers next time, yeah?”

“No promises,” I said.

He smirked as he looked at me and he leaned back down and kissed my neck. “I bet you looked extremely sexy when you were kicking his ass…”

“There’s video footage if you want to find out,” I whispered.

“I might just have to,” he said as he began to climb on top of me.

As he kissed me and his hands began to wander, I started to get lost in the moment, but suddenly I remembered what I had to tell him. “Wait, wait, wait,” I said, pushing him away from me.

“What?” he questioned.

“I have something really important I need to tell you…”

Junmyeon sat on the end of the bed staring at the wall. I couldn’t tell what he was thinking…I was hoping it was just shock and not him building up to him exploding with a fury of emotions.

“Junmyeon…” I said.

“A baby?” he questioned.

“Yeah…like I said, Yixing ran the tests and they came back positive…”

“A baby…”

“Junmyeon….are you okay?”

He finally looked at me, a small appearing on his face. “I was just wondering what room were going to use as the nursery…”

I couldn’t help but smile. “I take it…you’re happy then?”

“Why wouldn’t I be?” he questioned.

“Well…with everything that’s going on…I thought you might be upset….” I replied.

He got off the bed and walked over to where I was and put his hands on either side of my face so that I was looking at him. “The only thing that I’m upset about is that our child will be born into this mess…the fact that you’re pregnant…” he stopped and grabbed one of my hands and put in on his chest so I could feel his heart pounding, “Makes me happy and nervous at the same time. I could never be angry at the fact that you’re carrying my child.” He gave me a quick kiss and pulled back with a smile. “Less than a year ago...I could never see myself with a family of my own...”

“Are you gonna blame me for things again?” I questioned.

“Of course,” he replied with a chuckle, “Even though I know that you wouldn’t be here if it wasn’t for me being a selfish prick.”

“You can say that again...” I said.

“And yet, I’m not going to...” he chuckled, before looking at the beside clock seeing that it was nine o’clock, “Everyone should be starting to gather in the living room and Jinwoo should be up soon...do you want to tell everyone?”

“Yea...I think we should...”

“Wow...you ordered us breakfast?” Sehun said, looking at me setting the dining room table.

“Well...it’s technically brunch now...but yes,” I replied, looking to see that a couple of hours had passed, “Everyone’s eating at the table!”

“Some sort of special occasion?” Yixing questioned with a knowing smile.

“Maybe it is,” I replied.

Once everyone was seated at the long table and had started to enjoy their food, Junmyeon and I stood up and he cleared his throat.

Everyone stopped eating (minus Jinwoo who was too busy with his chocolate chip pancakes), and looked up towards the head of the table. “We have an announcement to make and um....”

Junmyeon stopped, taking a deep breath. I had never seen him...nervous, before. It was one thing for me to tell him and for him to know about the pregnancy, but I think that telling everyone else was making it even more real for him.

“I’m pregnant,” I stated.

The room went completely silent and Jinwoo, now aware of the situation looked at me. “What’s pregnant mean?”

“You remember when you said that you wanted a baby brother or sister?” I questioned earning a nod from him, “Well mommy and daddy are giving you one.”

Jinwoo’s eyes lit up like Christmas lights and he ran over and hugged my legs. “When do I get to see my baby brother or sister?”

“Well he or she needs to grow first,” I said, “It will be a little while before you can see them.”

“Grow? Grow where?” he questioned.

“In mommy’s belly,” I replied.

He looked at my belly and then put his ear to it. “You sure they’re in there?”

I chuckled. “It will be a while before you can physically tell.”

“How’d they get in there in the first place?” he questioned.

“Well...” I started, trying to think of something. During that time, chuckles could be heard coming from around the table, the guys hiding their faces behind their coffee cups or in their hands.

“Yes Y/N...do tell us how his little sibling got in there...” Jongdae teased.

“Well...” I started again.

“Here’s what happened,” Junmyeon said, “Daddy took a seed and he put it in mommy and because it was a special seed it turned into a baby and now mommy is going to keep your little sibling nice and warm until they’re ready to come out.”

“Kinda like when a chicken sits on an egg?” he questioned.

“Essentially...” I said.

“Oh...okay...how long do I have to wait?” he questioned.

“Around a few months,” Yixing cut in, “I’ll have to check at Y/N’s next doctor’s appointment...but June or July.”

“Uncle Yixing, that’s a long time!” Jinwoo whined.

“I don’t make the rules buddy...but I do enforce them. Don’t worry, if your baby brother or sister isn’t out when they’re supposed to be I can make sure they are,” Yixing said.

“You sound like you’re going to be serving an eviction notice,” I said.

“If the baby doesn’t want to come out on time that could be bad for everyone...so it might need one,” he said, “I’m only here to help.”

“I’m hoping you’ll just have to do the whole epidural thing...keep your sharp instruments away from me,” I said.

He laughed. “Alright, alright...I was just teasing anyway.”

“So I have to wait a long time to see my brother or sister?” Jinwoo questioned.

“Everyone does...even mommy and daddy,” I replied.

He let out an exaggerated groan. “It’s not fair...”

“I know...now go finish your pancakes.”

“First...congratulations,” Minseok said, “Second, changing diapers is not in my job description so don’t bother asking.”

“Would never ask that of you Minseok,” I said.

“Thank you...” he said.

“We’ll have to have drinks tonight to celebrate,” Baek said standing up and patting Junmyeon on the back.

“We’ve got a few things that he have to take care of...celebrating will have to wait until later,” Junmyeon said, “Let’s all enjoy breakfast. We don’t all sit down like this.”

“Maybe we should make this like a once a month thing,” Chan said.

“Yeah like breakfast or dinner just to chill with each other...” Jongdae agreed.

As the noise level began to increase from everyone laughing and chatting I couldn’t help but smile at the sight. This...is what a family looks like, it’s not just a mom, dad, and kids. Sure Junmyeon and I had that, adopting Jinwoo and now having a child together...that was a family. But a family are the people that come together, care about, and love each other. It can be made up of a bunch of misfits from all different backgrounds with all different skills and yet...

“Y/N?” Junmyeon questioned seeing me stare off.

“I never felt like I was part of a family before...” I said causing the room to quiet down again, “I don’t want Kitae to be able to destroy this...he can’t...”

“We won’t let him...we’re working on what to do about him...and we have a few ideas,” Junmyeon said, “We will never...let someone like him destroy this family.”

To be continued...

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fanficwriter013 · 7 years ago

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The Ties That Bind (Part 9/?)

Pairing: Clint Barton x Reader

Summary: Clint makes it his mission to win you over. He succeeds, but you don’t believe in marriage. Can the two of you stay together without the promise of wedding bells in the future? What about when the two of you are forced to go undercover as a married couple?

Word Count: 1234

Warnings: Cursing, Civil War spoilers, smidge bit angsty.

Author’s Note: I’m so sorry for the massive break between this part and that last one. But I’m going to finish this story.

Part 1 / Part 2 / Part 3 / Part 4 / Part 5 / Part 6 / Part 7 / Part 8 /

A shrill beeping grabbed your attention. When you saw the words on the screen you let out a string of profanities. “Mother fucking dumbass children. Clint!” You called to the farmhouse that had been your home for the past year, flipping a switch to make the lights downstairs flicker. “Your dumbass children are gonna get someone killed!” You called, as you could hear the heavy clomp of boots coming up the stairs. He burst into the office, trying to figure out what was wrong.

“Look at this.” You gestured to the computer, a couple of windows were open. One had the alert going. It was about the Sokovia Accords, showing the destruction in Lagos that started the ball rolling on this particular piece of legislature. “Let me say it again. Mother fucking children can't survive without us. The public is going to crucify Wanda.” You said without fully realizing the weight of your words.

“What?” That was Clint’s only question. So he seemed to be able to understand that the Avengers were your children, and they would never be able to fucking survive without you. You struggled to find a good answer to the question.

“There was a mission gone bad in Lagos, Rumlow tried to blow up Steve. Wanda tried to contain him, Pietro tried to flash out as many as he could. Still mass casualties.” You explained to Clint. He’d come to think of Wanda quite fondly, while he still had mixed feelings for her brother. You liked the twins equally. Another beeping noise sounded and you looked to the screen.

“Oh, come on, this is seriously the worst time for that to happen. Peggy’s died too. Steve's going to need us, whether he wants us there or not.” You said it had been a busy year for you. You had been taking a handful of night classes and online classes. Which had led to you becoming a jack of all trades. You were working as a personal trainer and were teaching self-defense classes too. But you had found that coding was a language had added under your belt.

“When did you get a Stark system?” Clint asked, and you shook your head at him. “Do you remember that project from my binary class? Well, this is it. I built an AI, and I used it to hack FRIDAY, the new SHIELD and about half of the dark web too. I know everything.” It had been a hell of a time breaking into FRIDAY'S mainframe. She thought you were a virus and had kicked you out more than once. Clint shook his head at you. “Remind me to never piss you off.” He says with a laugh.

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Peggy’s funeral was being held in London, her birthplace. You and Clint had grabbed some back sits, blending in with the many other faces as people arrived for the ceremony. Steve and some others were walking Peggy’s casket down the aisle, and you could see in the subtle way he carried himself that this was hitting him hard. You could, barely, see through the people that Steve was sitting next to Sam and you were glad that he had someone right next to him to support him.

Peggy’s niece was giving her speech, and you could almost see the wheels in Steve’s head turning as he listened to the double meaning behind her words. It sounded like a call to arms, a reason for his hesitance for the Sokovia Accords and you weren’t sure you liked where this was going. Your (E/C) eyes swept the room, landing on Nat and you elbowed Clint pointing in her direction. After the ceremony, you hid out and listened while Nat and Steve talked about what was happening. It was a rare time when Nat and Steve disagreed on something, but Nat was ever the politician about Steve’s inability to sign the accords.

Things almost seemed to go back to normal, but you knew that couldn’t be true. You’d told your version of FRIDAY to be on high alert. Even giving the AI access to your phone as you tried to busy yourself with your work and schooling. You’d been in the middle of a self-defense class when you’d gotten the notification of the bombing of the Vienna meeting of the Sokovia Accords, resulting in the death of a Wakandan King. It also told you that Natasha had sustained minor injuries but that she was alright. It wasn’t for another hour that you got the notice that the suspect was supposed to be none other than James Buchanan Barnes.

When you’d received that alert you’d been on some downtime in your office, and you immediately pulled up the security video that was circulating on all the news channels. It only took you a matter of minutes to figure out that it was purposely put together like that. To make it seem like the Winter Soldier was responsible for this event, but he had nothing to do with it. You knew this would start some issues within the team, and it was cracked as it was.

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“Clint?” You called walking into the house, it was quiet and dark. You immediately kicked into Agent mode, grabbing the first thing you could find that could be used as a weapon. That just so happened to be an old-fashioned umbrella with a metal tip. Armed with the umbrella you silently surveyed the house. Each room was coming up empty, and you quietly made your way upstairs. Finding each of the rooms there empty, until you got to your bedroom. Where you finally found your archer without his hearing aids in. You threw yourself into his arms, tossing the umbrella to the side.

“I thought something horrible had happened to you. Have you seen the news?” You signed to him when he looked at you like he had no idea what was going on. “There was some sort of bombing, Nat was there. She’s alright. But someone is framing Bucky for it.” You explained using your hands to convey the message to him. Clint nodded to you, and you explained that you wanted to try and hack into the government compound where they had taken Steve, Bucky, and Sam for questioning.

It’d been significantly easier to hack the government stronghold than it had been to get into FRIDAY. When you did, you were able to see that Steve’s shield and Sam’s wings had been taken from them. That Tony was there and was in one of his worser moods. It was then that you also got the alert that Wanda and Pietro were being restrained to the compound because Tony’s emotions and flawed thinking made it seem like he was protecting Wanda. Pietro was just on house arrest from what you could tell.

Once you’d seen that, you knew that Steve wouldn’t sign the Accords. You’d set up your system to watch the questioning process of Bucky. Which you were sure was mirroring what was happening with Steve and the rest of the Avengers who were actually there. The voice of the man doing the questioning sounded vaguely familiar, but it didn’t hit you until the footage blanked out.

“We have a problem. We’re going to need to go get our twins.” You say, and Clint gives you a look. His signing asking the question: “I thought you were retired?”

Part 10

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charly-ra · 5 years ago

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Instagram for B2B Marketing: 10 Effective Tactics

Is your company still avoiding Instagram for B2B marketing? Perhaps your company Instagram page looks something like this:

Hopefully it’s not that bad. Hopefully, you’ve taken a few steps to build a presence on “the ‘gram.” But maybe it’s been more of just a foothold than a well-planned and executed strategy.

It’s time to change that.

The idea that Instagram isn’t for B2B marketers is almost as outdated as MySpace. And no excuses about how it’s for “the younger set” (whatever that means). Millennials run departments now. They make up a sizable chunk of the B2B buyer population.

But if your B2B company isn’t on Instagram already, you’re not as far behind the curve as you might think. According to a recent study, only 46% of B2B content marketers used Instagram in the last 12 months. Even more intriguing, only 17% of them advertised on the platform.

So it’s not like it’s too late. Sure, Instagram engagement rates aren’t as high as they used to be. And the platform just removed likes, which may have unexpected affects (or – who knows – positive effects). But please, don’t hang back because you feel your company missed the moment by not getting on Instagram early.

One more request: Please do not treat this platform like it was LinkedIn. Or even like it’s Facebook. We’ve all been told for years to craft content and strategy differently depending on which social media platform we want to be on. Instagram demands this.

So here are ten strategies for how to build your influence and audience on Instagram… and how to actually get some business from it.

1.) Authenticity rules.

Is there is a secret to success on Instagram that can be summed up in one word?

If there is, it may be authenticity.

Even B2B businesses let their hair down a little on Instagram. It’s a place for behind-the-scenes fun.

If this makes you nervous, consider this: Instagram is really about playing to your fanbase. If someone is checking your company out on Instagram, they’re looking to see you as a human organization.

As Tabitha Young of 30 Degrees North explains: “Instagram can be a powerful tool if you are catering to your audience.”

“Speak to them on a personal level—not just a business level. Showcase other things that they would be interested in—not just what your business is selling. Your followers want to know that there is a human behind the brand.”

The way to do that is to be authentic.

If you’re not sure just what “be authentic” means, exactly, try this: Be playful.

2.) Use Stories.

I’ve been talking to quite a few social media managers lately, and the word on the street is engagement with photo posts is falling off.

“Everybody’s just going to the Stories,” one freelance social media manager told me.

It’s not too hard to figure out why: Video. We like moving pictures. Having sound adds another level to engage with, too.

Stories disappear after 24 hours, of course… unless you add them to your highlights (those round circles on your profile page, right above where your posts appear).

Dribbble has done a fantastic job with Stories by creating a series of super-short interviews with prominent designers.

Any B2B firm could do something like this. All you would need is for your interviewee to answer a couple of interesting questions (especially if they can result in inspiring quotes). Then have them send you a minute or so of Stories format (i.e. vertical) video. That footage could be taken while they’re on the phone, in a meeting, walking down the hall, or talking to colleagues. Stitch that together into a Story, then add each Story to a dedicated highlight.

3.) Embrace Instagram’s mobile-first DNA.

Most Millennials won’t have to be told this, but some GenXers and Boomers may benefit from the tip. Stop using Instagram via a browser. It’s meant to be used via the app.

Instagram is a truly “mobile first” channel. So if you’re still shifting your company towards thinking “mobile first,” Instagram can be one of the sub-strategies within that larger goal. You’ll want to complement it with a fast website (and prioritize that, by the way), but Instagram is a legitimate part of a move toward mobile. Just don’t think of it as all you have to do.

4.) Test the appointment booking feature.

This seems like a superb way for B2B marketers to get more traction from Instagram, but surprisingly few people talk about it. And it’s only available with a Business Account.

Here’s what a book button looks like in action:

There are over two dozen services you can use to add a book button. For B2B marketers, Acuity Scheduling would be a good choice. Plans range from free to $50 a month, and the $50 a month version lets you schedule appointments on up to 36 different calendars for multiple employees or locations. It also lets you accept payments for appointments, send texts, and is even legit for BAA and HIPAA compliance. It also integrates with Zapier, Google Analytics, InfusionSoft, Zoom, GoToMeeting, PayPal, and more than a dozen other services B2B marketers will recognize.

If you really want to actually drive business on Instagram, and you haven’t set something like this up, get on it. Like now.

5.) Do not get on Instagram just for the sake of being on Instagram.

This is B2B marketing… not a personal feed of photos of your kids, your travels, your food, or your cute puppy. You know that. You know you need to have a strategy and a well-defined goal if you want to make the time you’ll invest on Instagram worthwhile.

For B2B marketers, the best strategy may be to either:

Showcase your company culture and employees

Be a thought-leader with quotes and stats and useful information presented in a fresh way

The next questions is how you fulfill that strategy – which content will you publish?

Whatever it is, make it visual. Instagram is a visual content platform. While the text part of posts can be long, the real engine of Instagram is visual content.

So think in terms of visual content. For example:

Do you publish a lot of infographics? A full infographic won’t fit well on Instagram, but a section of one can. Ask your agency or your in-house designer to break out a few chunks of information from any new infographics you publish, or for all your old infographics. If you’ve got, say, 10 existing infographics, they could be made into 30-50 really nice Instagram posts. If you post three times a week, that’s 10-16 weeks worth of content!

If you follow the new research in your industry closely, all those charts and graphs can make for excellent photo posts.

Short video is also an excellent way to promote content. Tools like Lumen5 and InVideo make it possible to create very short summaries of blog posts and other content.

Bonus tip: If you don’t have 10,000 followers yet, and you want to try to get people to click through to your site to see this content, try updating your profile link so people can go direct to the piece of content you’re promoting.

Or use a tool like LinkTree to create a short list of links that appear when someone clicks your profile link.

6.) Keep the sales pitches to a minimum.

We won’t fool you: Instagram is probably not going to be a major direct sales channel for a B2B company. Not even a B2B SaaS company. And because you cannot force people to do what they don’t want to, trying to do the direct sales approach on Instagram may well fail.

So let’s step back from the direct sale approach. You’re probably familiar with the idea of using content marketing to educate and entertain rather than to use for direct selling. You know it’s okay to mention your products in passing in your content (maybe once or twice at most), but a hard sell will flop. And often, the less you mention your products and services in your content, the wider a reach your content is likely to have.

Instagram content is like this, but only more so. So while it is possible to sell via Instagram – and one in three consumers has done so – keep the Sales pitches to a minimum.

7.) Advertise.

Don’t have 10,000 followers? No worries. You can still drive clicks directly to your site, or to a specific landing page on your site. It just requires a little advertising.

You may have to spend a little and test a lot to maintain lead quality, but there is absolutely a business audience on Instagram. Just try to add a little fun to your ads, as your business audience may be enjoying some personal time as they scroll by.

8.) Engage with people directly.

I know… talking directly to your customers… it’s scary. But another tip I got recently from several social media managers is that if you want traction on this platform, you’re gonna have to go direct.

Fortunately, because Instagram is so mobile-first, this isn’t too hard. You’ve got your phone with you most of the time, right? So open that app and like and comment on, say, five posts while you wait for a subway, or in the checkout line at the grocery store. Do this twice a day and you’ll be leaving comments on 10 posts a day. Extra credit if you mention someone when you comment… it’s a great way to get people’s attention, and you’re engaging with two people at once.

Even better, when you publish a company post, tag a couple of accounts / people in the post.

Then go one better again: Ask your employees or teammates to reach out and do their own relationship-building on this platform. Younger employees, especially, may be much happier interacting with your audience on Instagram (rather than, say, LinkedIn). And it all counts. Whether you want direct sales, or simply engagement with your content, or to nurture partnerships, influencers, or future employees, the best way to do it is via human to human marketing.

9.) Be data-driven.

Just like with any other social media platform, or any other marketing activity: Track what you’re doing. Expand on what works and trim back on what doesn’t.

Instagram’s own analytics is pretty good, but 44% of marketers said it was only “somewhat” useful for strategic planning in a recent survey. Most B2B marketers may want to add another layer with tools like Oktopost or SproutSocial. Whatever you use, please – use something.

10.) Be open to influencer marketing.

Is there any other social media platform as dominated by influencers and influencer “culture” as Instagram? YouTube, maybe… but it’s a close tie.

Influencer marketing might not hold quite as much sway with B2B marketers as with B2C marketers, but there are opportunities. Especially if you can partner with subject experts and known authorities in your industry.

Ideally, of course, any partnership you do set up with an influencer will include more than just a few posts on Instagram. Webinars, research projects, and podcasts would all be complementary projects.

Instagram in 2020

As Instagram matures as a business platform, we expect to see more B2B marketers testing the platform or expanding on what they’ve already been doing. This will be especially true over the next few years, as younger Millennials move higher and higher up in the ranks of their companies, and gain more and more decision making power in B2B purchases.

But even now, don’t ignore this platform because it’s not chock-a-block with CMOs and VPs of marketing. B2B sales often involve the input of more than 10 people. Some of those people are on Instagram right now.

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