THESE ARE NATE AND SULLYS FACES WHEN SAM TELLS THE PIRATE JOKE I AM FUCKING CRYING

Nate’s been shining the flashlight at Sam since childhood 

@brcthersdrake

I love this

MAY YOU MEET YOUR FAV IN 2016

DONT RISK IT ALWAYS REBLOG

GUYS I REBLOGGED THIS ON NEW YEARS AND ALREADY MET JOSH DUN THIS YEAR IT WORKS

fucking proof sara has blessed your 2016

I reblogged this at the end of December and I met the entire USWNT

BLESS THIS POST

No taking any risks, Panic has to come to Argentina this year

hopefully

Dan and Phil tour not gonna risk this

Rebloged this about a month ago… I get to go see Panic! At The Disco this summer!

I REBLOGGED MY OWN POST AND I MET NIALL HORAN TODAY

I NEED TO MEET TAYLOR SOON I JUST NEED TO😭😭

I need to met Matty healy

One Time Thing (Rafe x Reader x Sam)

Yo, you dirty little trash nuggets. I did the thing. A threesome with Sam and Rafe. Also, these are always gender-neutral unless I say so, so we can all get our kicks.

@ughimsmol because she made the original post (and demanded I tag her <3) @afterglowingapparition because two is better than one @rayesgamingtrash because she wanted a threesome. To anyone else, here yah go. (it’s also up on AO3.)

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Remember Her?

Wedding Bells (Rafe/Reader)

The continuation of my Rafe Adler romance fics (part one and part two,) this was mainly thought up in a late night conversation with @rayesgamingtrash, and it involved a lot of sobbing and flailing between the both of us. 

As long as you all keep responding so favorably, I’ll create you a whole series of romantic and domestic super fluffy Rafe fics. There is a void and I’m gonna fill it!

You pace nervously, your hands fluttering in front of you. You never understood the concept of cold feet, and figured it was a total myth. Until now that is. You walk over to the large mirror in the room, smoothing back a lock of hair and making sure your makeup is still flawless. You’re grateful for the air conditioning and light breeze in the room, and think absently that maybe an outdoor beach wedding wasn’t the best idea.

“Darling, it’s almost time,” comes your mother’s soft voice. You turn to her and rush into her arms, your breath heavy. “Shh now, darling. Everything is okay. You’re just nervous.”

“Am I ready?” you ask, your voice cracking. “This is such a big step. Oh god, what if we’re not ready?!” You’re starting to panic now, your hands shaking. Your mother grabs your hands and rubs them in hers.

“Honey, I have absolute faith in you that you’re making the right decision. You and Rafe are so in love, and are perfect together.”

“H-have you see Rafe? Is he nervous? I wish I could talk to him, he could help calm me down…”

“Honey, if anything, he’s probably more of a wreck than you are!” she says with a laugh. You look at her in surprise, unable to imagine Rafe as being anything but calm and collected. “Poor boy is shaking like a leaf, pacing holes into the floor…”

You giggle softly and then take a deep breath. “Okay, I’m ready.” There’s a knock at the door, and you hear your father’s voice.

“You ladies ready to get this show on the road?!” he hollers. Your mother walks over to open the door to let him in. Your father takes one look at you and tears spring to his eyes.

“Dad,” you whine. “Don’t start crying! You start crying, and then I’ll cry, and mom will cry, and it’ll just be a mess!”

“I’m sorry, honey. You’re just my little girl, and you look so beautiful…”

Your mom gives you a kiss on the cheek, adjusting your veil. “Honey, I’ve got to go. I’ll see you up there, okay? You can do this.” You nod tearfully. “Oh, and sweetie? Try not to trip.” You groan as she walks out the door. You were so grateful that your mother decided to get licensed to perform your marriage, since you and Rafe had spent so much time agonizing over who would do the ceremony. Neither of you could imagine a church wedding, or a pastor or a priest wedding you.

As your father takes your arm, you hear the orchestra start playing and take a deep breath. You’ll be okay, you think to yourself. Rafe is waiting up there for you.

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An Unexpected Proposal Part Two (NSFW Rafe/Reader)

Part two of the proposal fic, since the feedback on the first part was so overwhelmingly positive. I read all your tags and comments, and got a little teary-eyed. Like, seriously guys, y’all are the most amazing and welcoming fandom I’ve ever been a part of, and I love all of you trash babies.

I’m glad everyone seems to love my slightly more fluffy version of our favorite unhinged trash asshole. I already told @natalya-romanova that I’m thinking about making these into a series, maybe with a fabulous wedding and maybe even a kid! Let me know if you’d be interested!

As always, all the kudos to @yesmassdragoneffect for her never-ending support, even though she’ll deny being Rafe trash to her last breath. 

And a special shoutout to @rayesgamingtrash, because she needs a dose of cheer. 

Part One can be found here.

You and Rafe are both laughing breathlessly as you tumble onto the bed. You can’t seem to take your eyes or hands off of each other as you share the most passionate of kisses. Every kiss you shared with him was special to you, but you never wanted to forget this one. He finally pulls away from your lips and laughs.

“I think I need to send a thank you letter and a gift to the designer of this dress, because damn babygirl…” He lets out a low whistle.

“I’m glad you like it,” you say with a smile.

“I love it,” he says, running his hands up and down your body, making you shiver. “Although right now, I’d prefer it on the floor…” He smirks at you. You make a small, distressed sound and he raises his eyebrows at you.

“You’re not throwing expensive couture on the floor, I don’t care how horny you are.” He pouts at you like a child as you untangle yourself from him and stand up. You look at him with exasperation. “Honey, you’ll live long enough for me to hang this back up…”

He grabs your hand as you walk away and places a warm kiss on it. You add a sashay to your walk as you leave the room, and hear him whine. When you walk into your closet, you pause, the enormity of the evening hitting you suddenly. You look down at the ring on your hand and smile. The future Mrs. Adler does have a certain flair to it…you think to yourself. Your hands shake as you remove your dress and hang it back up, leaving you in just a lacy thong and your high heels. You think about removing the heels, but then smile wickedly and decide that they make you look damn good. You take a deep breath as you head back into the bedroom. Rafe is lying naked on the bed, propped up on some pillows with his hands clenched in the blankets, as if he was trying desperately to keep from touching himself. He looks up at you and licks his lips.

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More flower crowns,MORE I SAY

Okay so I wanted to post this video because it’s one of my favorites. So basically when we were working on Grease this year at school we had a ‘sock hop’. So for this sock hop we had to blow up all these balloons. So I went: “guys what if we filled up one of the soundproof practice rooms with balloons” And so here we are. I was completely buried and I had the time of my life. (This isn’t even all the balloons. There were so many more.)

Additionally:

(i was badass)

rip in rest raye. died by drowning in a million balloons. sometimes I can still hear her voice…

I kid you not though it was so fecking hot in there I almost died

7 facts about Disney’s Lilo & Stitch in celebration of the movie’s 14th anniversary. (June 21, 2002)