#im cheering im hooting im hollering

[zhou-enlai-fanclub]

STFU GLOWBLOGS ARE BACK???? FROM LIKE TEN YEARS AGO???

#personal post #im cheering im hooting im hollering

[glittergoats]

Although I'm a couple days behind, I've been participating in Cringetober and it's been a blast! Here's the first four days I've done!

#aitsf #kaname date #volo pokemon #pla #pla oc #virginia frost #aki hayakawa #angel devil #akiangel #my art #I don't think ive ever completed a full month of drawing challenges before #but i think ive got it this time #I'm really just trying not to overthink it and have fun #be cringe and free as they say #it's been a hoot and a holler so cheer me on im gonna get through the month!!!!

[donbrothers]

i never lost hope welcome BACK mr sexy

#jumping cheering clapping hooting hollering im THRILLED rn #i knowww abt the special coming up but i figured it'd be pre-canon #seeing him back in the show proper is DIFFERENT #🎃 #✉️

[temeraire]

I was the bullied kid on the football team and one guy decided to race me to make fun of me and I beat him twice and he quit football afterwords

i love this. is this sports confession night? this is great

#i was badly bullied in high school to the point where i cant think much about it so stuff like this is very vindicating #like yes. yes. you deserve this. fuck that guy up #im in your corner hooting and hollering and cheering about it #ask #anonymous

[champsamizayn]

trinity gear based on the barbie movie western outfit ......

#im looking im clapping im cheering im hooting im hollering #she just rted it

[cypresssalmon]

HI JUST WANTED TO SAY IM OBSESSED WITH YOUR MARATHON AI BODY DESIGNS IM CHEERING AND HOOTING AND HOLLERING

THANK YOU SO MUCH!! i'm deeply thankful for the positive reception on these designs, marathon itself is an incredible game and its community is wonderful :')

some durandals for you as a show of gratitude

#asks #digital art #fan art #sketches #durandal #marathon

[cmdonovann]

cheering and clapping and hooting and hollering, MORE BOOKS COMPLETE!! i will post about them individually soon, but LOOK HOW NICE THESE ONES TURNED OUT??? finally used some of the paste paper i made last month, also, and im SO pleased with how it looks!!

#bookbinding #fanbinding #ficbinding #binderary 2024

[munsonsreputation]

Song fic for your Februar bash

Eddie Munson and Pour some sugar on me - Def leppard

Do whatever you want with that 🖤

hey anela!! i hope you're doing well and i love this song so much!!! it totally reminds me of eddie and im sure he would love this song just as much hahaha.

I hope you like it and let me know what you think!! thank you for this sweet request 🎸💘

The cool summer air broke through Eddie’s skin, a small shiver leaving his body before the warm smoke he inhaled numbed the chill for a short while until he blew it out and passed the blunt to his left towards Steve. Jonathan on his right, talking to the boys about some new strain of weed that his friend Argyle said he would bring down in a few weeks. 

Harrington’s backyard seemed to be the new hangout spot for the three guys who seamlessly became good friends after the whole ordeal with the upside down took place a few months ago. More so, the fact that Eddie’s girlfriend, you, and Jonathan’s girlfriend, Nancy, and Steve’s best friend, Robin, also got along pretty well. 

Weekend gatherings had become a new thing ever since the three girls got closer.

Sometimes they’d all gather at Eddie’s trailer just to hang out, or head to Jonathan’s to have girl talk with Jonathan’s little sister El and his mom Joyce. But the three always preferred to crash at Harrington’s house. Raiding his parents’ alcohol cabinet and swimming in the icy outdoor pool until the three guys had to convince them to get out before catching hypothermia.

But on nights like this where the bass was booming from the inside along with the giggling voices, they knew the karaoke system in the living room was in full effect. Even the teenagers had come around to join in on the fun after Dustin had phoned in and heard all the fun happening with him. Hurrying and gathering all his friends, they were on their bikes and off to the Harrington household in minutes. 

The three guys decided to excuse themselves, desperately needing a smoke break only for it to be interrupted by the sliding door opening accompanied by two bemused voices laced with glee and the loud music ruckus from inside. 

“Guys, you have to see this!” Max screeched, as El grasped onto her arm, stifling her laugher there. 

Steve stood up, gesturing for Jonathan to put out the blunt for later. “In a bit…don’t come out here. I don’t need you getting lung cancer.” 

Max rolled her eyes. “Shouldn’t you be setting an example?” 

Eddie snickered, wedging his hands in his jean pockets as he stood up and made his way to stand next to Steve, draping an arm across his shoulders and shaking him mildly, “Yeah, Harrington, set an example would ya!” 

His laughter cut short when he could hear the familiar voice reverberating through the microphone with hoots and cheers. He furrowed his brows, peeping in through the small crack of the sliding door then back to the two young girls, “Is that?” 

“Yeah! That’s what we’ve been trying to tell you!” El explained, untying herself from Max as the two of them took Eddie by his arms and dragged him through the door. 

Jonathan and Steve following behind, wanting to see what was happening inside. 

“I’m hot, sticky sweet From my head to my feet, yeah!”

Your head whirled back with your hair tossing over your shoulder, giving Nancy and Robin a wink as they whistled. The others not holding back on their laughs watching your full fledge performance happening on the living room floor. 

“Is she drunk!?” Steve proclaimed, looking back at the kitchen where wine glasses were empty along with the wine bottle. 

“Yeah! So are Nancy and Robin!” Dustin hollered, cupping his hands around his mouth so he could be heard through the loud music.

Jonathan shook his head, patting Eddie on his back, “Didn’t know she was a fan of Def Leppard.” 

Eddie was about to answer to tell him that you Def Leppard was your guilty pleasure. A song that the two of you would enjoy in the confines of his bedroom or his van, but never out in public like this, but your voice stopped him. Instantly garnering his attention to your tipsy singing and more than clumsy yet appropriate dance moves to the song. 

“Listen, red light, yellow light, green-a-light go—OH! Eddie, c’mon, it’s our favorite song!” 

You abandoned the singing altogether when you noticed your boyfriend standing a few feet away in the doorway. Flying straight towards Eddie and flinging your free arm around his neck while Nancy and Robin continued the song without you. 

Eddie smiled down at you adoringly, his chilly hands coming up to your cheeks brushing the hair that stuck to your sweaty forehead back, “Having fun drunkie?” 

You pouted, making a small groaning nose as you shook your head in disagreement, “I’m not drunk!” You insisted only making him laugh, scrunching your cheeks together. 

“You are, baby…you wanna know how I know?” 

“How?” Your voice was muffled by your still squished cheeks, another infectious smile on Eddie’s face when he finally released his hands from your face and pressed a smooch on each of your cheeks. 

“Because, for one, the wine bottle Harrington told you girls not to touch is empty. Your breath smells like Moscato. Dustin told me so. Annnnnddd you’re singing Def Leppard.” 

Your eyes widened, nodding your head and lifting the mic you had forgotten about in your hands, “Oh my g-god! Yeah…Def Leppard, Pour Some Sugar! Our favorite song!” 

Obviously drunk, you was really really bad at remembering things, something Eddie was always concerned about especially when it came to parties or girls’ night out when he and the guys weren’t around. But here, when you were in his arms, he knew you were safe. The only thing that mattered to him. 

“Yep, our favorite song, babe.” He booped your nose affectionately, making your eyes close and a dopey smile seep onto your face with ease. 

He couldn’t help himself, kissing you kindly, only making you giggle. Your sweet breath laced with alcohol and the bubblegum you were chewing beforehand, whirling in his face before you pulled away alarming quick and letting out a squeal. 

The chorus of the song had come on. Your favorite part. 

You held out the mic between the two of you, eyes begging silently, “Sing with me Eds!” 

He wanted to say no. Save himself the embarrassment of breaking into a full fledge karaoke session fully sober while his friends were watching. But he could never say no to you. 

Your lips began to move and so did his, eyes twinkling in the dim living room to lean down closer to the mic, sharing this moment with you. 

“Pour some sugar on me! Ooh, in the name of love!”

Everyone joined in on the singing. The kids stood up on the couch jumping to the rock n’ roll, not caring anymore than Steve was who was inadvertently distracted by Robin, swaying the both of them around. And Nancy was hanging off of Jonathan’s side as he did his best to maneuver the camera in his hands all while in a fit of laughter at the surrounding scene. 

Eddie cackled when you closed your eyes and shimmied your shoulders towards him, prompting him to hoist you up, instinctively wrapping your legs around his waist as you two continued to sing. 

“Pour some sugar on me! C’mon, fire me up!”

It’s safe to say that neither you and Eddie would ever get enough of each other and especially this song that now had a new meaning and memory attached to it. The polaroid photo that Jonathan had taken of you two, now framed and sat prettily on your desk and his own as well. 

So now maybe Def Leppard was no longer a guilty pleasure. But one that you two would indulge in every weekend with you in his arm and a mic shared between the two of you. 

Oh, sugar…it’s so sweet—isn’t it?

#munsonsreputation #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson x fem!reader #eddie munson x you #eddie munson stranger things #eddie stranger things #eddie x you #eddie x reader #eddie munson imagine #eddie munson #eddie munson fluff #eddie munson imagines #stranger things s4 #eddie munson boyfriend #kay's answered requests 💌 #stranger things imagine #stranger things x reader #stranger things fluff

[louie-posting]

Cheering and Clapping And Hooting And Hollering Welcome Back Food Wizard! How Was The Afterlife

i don t fucking know. im hungry

[metamatar]

i love when my mutuals are on war with a fandom i know nothing abt im cheering and hollering and hooting and unconciously memorising their opinions so i can bother the first person i meet offline in the same fandom

#ive learnt so much abt lancer

[ankhisms]

i am never immune to the theme song starting to play during important moments in toku shows. im never immune to sentai roll calls during important moments. im always losing my mind and hooting and hollering and cheering

#kingohger lb

[dmsr-art]

i want u and all of ur amazing wonderful anons to know that all of u collectively are the reason im currently writing forcefem john smut right now as we speak. ur impact, etc etc.

AYO??? THAT'S AMAZING IM CHEERING AND CLAPPING, HOOTING AND HOLLERING

#good job team #vee asks

[ayushipop]

nct nation review? recap? thoughts

ik its been like a week i just saw someone else's post recapping their experience and wanted to add mine ^^

as compared to ytc in busan screening, a LOT quieter?? i did the math and realized 7 members vs 20 members = energy and attention split between a lot more people i guess. witnessing solo/unit stanning irl was kinda crazy LMAO

like absolute silence for LIMITLESS????? HELLOOO???? i get it was the first song but like... this is the 3rd concert screening ive been to this yr maybe people were just shy about cheering ): <- what i choose to believe as an ilichil enjoyer

it was kinda hilarious pinpointing where certain people were sitting based on how loud they got for their ults - there was a swathe of weishennies in front of us including a yangyang bias who sounded like she was actually on death's door every time he came up on screen, a doyoung bias to our right, and ofc me and my sister hooting and hollering every time mark or johnny breathed

i have a newfound appreciation for kangaroo ALL I WANT ALL I WANT WEEOOWEEOO >O<

wayv's stages were sooo good

pado lifechanging.

SILENCE FOR SHALALALA ?? STFU I HATE EVERYONE U ARE ALL ALLERGIC TO FUN ! WE GOT THE BOUNCEEEEE WAOWAOWAOWAOW

i wish theyd kept perfume sooo sosososo bad ))): i was so sad finding out it wouldnt be in the movie

ten just looked so. sooo. sooooooo. if i had a nickel for evry time his WAIST was up on screen in 4k ultra hd 4dx screenx max.......

everyone woke UP for puku puku pow pow and 2 baddies like OHHH NOW WE WANNA NOTICE ILICHIL HUH OKAYYY

THE FUCK ASS VCRSSSS no one gaf about them i heard someone audibly go "womp womp" during the second/third one which was so reall

BROKEN MELODIESSSS i was soo happy seeing it on the big screen. mark's "wings" choreo with all the backup dancers aaa mera angel :')

discovered i had somee muscle memory for the universe choreo from like 2yrs ago ur my worlddd my universeee

wish theyd put all of beautiful and not had the cuts to the audience interviews or w/e

speaking of why were there SOOOO MANY DRONE SHOTS GOOD GOD i did NOT need to see the audience this much

BAGGY ! JEAAAANS ^O^

mark just looked soooo soossosoo crazy good like ik im biased but i was so surprised at how quiet the theater was for him like he looked SOOO GOOD HELLO

they didnt put taeil in the credits )): they did include the og titles of the songs including 2 bitches 1 porsche we were so mad we didnt get a pic of it

i had higher hopes for how hype everyone would be based on the other screenings ive been to but overall a really fun time ^^ i didnt let that stop me from well ackshuallying my encyclopedic knowledge of 127 adlibs to the entire theater

4/5 stars just based on the fact that they cut sooo many songs AND kept the stupid vcrs but loved the rest <3

#nct nation #nct nation in cinemas #i feel like im making it out that the audience was silent & i was just doing 2 much which is not the case it was super loud at some parts! #esp the wayv stages #it was a good post-finals reward ^^ #jaemin caught my sisters attention & her bias is johnny so i was like hehe do i have an awsaz episode for u.... the 2 princesses.... #love that i started the year seeing 127 in january and 11 months later im puku puku pow powing at the top of my lungs @nct nation screening #everyone u meet is fighting a battle u dont know about. for example im an nctzen

[demigoddessqueens]

WHAT'S UP IM SPITBALLING HERE! Hear me out hear me out. You are a bard who was a lavish performer, before spreading your voice all over wildemount. You did though, give up your shows in a thirst for adventure. You did also get sick and tired of the judgment/ prying eyes. What if maybe while passing through one of the cities you used to perform in, you stumble into the tavern you used to entertain. I imagine some of the members knew (or you shared your story to them) and persuaded you to go up and share the talent you locked away. Who would be hollering your name? Who would be cheering you on? Who would be swooning everywhere? Who would be like "THATS MY PARTNER UP THERE!"? Just what chaos would completely unfold. (Im okay with any of the traveling parties, or you could just do all of them. Sorry if the ask is a little cheesy , this has just been sitting around and marinating)

Oh I’m gonna have fun with this!!! 🤩 💃🏽

For Vox Machina:

Percy, Keyleth and Vax are swooning, although Percy and Keyleth are blushing like “is that MY s/o?? I didn’t know they could move like THAT”

Vex and Pike are cheering you on, calling you “babe” or “darling”

Scanlan and Grog are unapologetic in their laud and yeah it totally gets raunchy 😆

For The Mighty Nein:

Jester, Mollymauk, and Nott are hooting and hollering for you, proud that you are such a skilled dancer

Beau, Caleb, Cadeuces, Fjord, Essek and Yasha are hot ass flustered messes. Especially when you move your hips THAT

For Bell’s Hells:

Chetney, Ashton, Fearne and Laudna are cheering you, unabashed and bold 💕

Fresh Cut Grass finds himself tapping along and finds himself swaying along to your dances

Dorian, Imogen and Orym are a a bit blushy but they appreciate the arts and your skills as an entertainer

#critical role #inbox asks #inbox answers #inbox requests #headcanons #the legend of vox Machina #the mighty nein #bell’s hells #critical role x y/n #critical role x you #critical role x reader #the mighty nein x y/n #the mighty nein x you #the mighty nein x reader #vox machina x y/n #vox machina x you #vox machina x reader

[saltysideblog]

Langue Maternelle

Inglourious Basterds (2009) x OC Blurb

Summary: Nurse Grenier plays interpreter and surgeon to a French collaborator.

Warnings: canon typical violence, swearing, non graphic descriptions, blood

Words: 704

When The Basterds finally got their hands on the man who'd sold them out, there was much debate over what to do with him. The boys shouted over one another, "Let's give 'im to Donny!" "Throw him the river!" "Jus' shoot him!"

Aldo sat across from the man, quiet, apple in one hand, knife in the other. Stiglitz looked uncharacteristically giddy, "String him up by his balls!" The others cheered. Aldo silenced them with a wave of his hand. He pointed to the man, "Ainglish?" The man shook his head, blood dripping from his broken nose, "Non." Aldo gestured to the gaggle of rowdy Jewish boys gathered behind him, "Where's Evie?" The boys broke apart, cupping their hands and yelling "Evie?! EVIE!?!" A woman with a medical armband poked out of their makeshift medic tent, "What?!" Hirschberg pointed triumphantly with his rifle, "We got him!" She wiped her hands with a bloody rag, walking over to the man, ''Ooooh… le collabo.'' Aldo sliced his apple, "Well, we 'on't know yet-", he popped the piece in his mouth, "-s'what yer here for." "Right." She crouched with a smile, "Bonjour, je m'appelle Evelyne." The man looked confused as he shook her outstretched hand, "François…" Aldo interjected, "Does Fran-swah own the orchard?" "François, il est à vous, le verger?" The frenchman's voice was shaky, "Ou-oui. V-vous êtes infirmière?" "Infirmière par profession, oui; interprète par necessité." "Pouvez-vous m'aider, je vous en prie…" Evie shook her head sadly, "Il faut répondre aux questions avant." The lieutenant cut himself another slice of apple, gesturing with the tip of his knife, "D'he sell us out t'the Germans?" "Vous nous avez vendus aux Allemands?" François shook his head looking between the men with death in their gaze to the sweet young woman crouched before him, "S'il vous plait, mademoiselle, j'ai des enfants…" Aldo poked Evie's shoulder, ''What'd he say?'' Evie leaned back on her heels, "He's got kids." "Tell 'im to answer the damn question." "Repondez à la question, s'il vous plait." François struggled against the binds around his wrists, tears streaming down his face, "Oui…" Aldo clapped and stood, "I know what that means, we got 'im fellas." The boys hooted and hollered, shouting their suggestions, "Shoot him!" "Lemme at him!" "Take his ears!!" Among all the hub bub, Evie placed a hand on Aldo's shoulder, "Can I have this one? There's something I wanna try." With a snap of his fingers and a commanding shout, Aldo brought the Basterds to order, "Evie's gon' take this'un!" A chorus of oooohs… and eager faces. Donny roughly brought François to his feet, "Watcha gon' do with him?" Evie squeezed François' cheeks, turning his head from side to side, "I'll make sure he never talks again."

A few mintues of shouting and struggling later, The Basterds had François laid out on Evie's table, holding his limbs down. Aldo stood on one side, hands on his hips, ''Ye sure you can pull it off?'' Evie disinfected her tools, "Oh yeah." François struggled, pleading. Evie tutted. Omar yanked the frenchman's leg back into position as Evie circled around to stand by his head, "Donny, be a doll and keep his mouth open for me." The sergeant was more than happy to oblige.

An hour or so later, Aldo had retreated to the small corner of the orchard he called his own. He needed to think about where they were going next and the gurgling screams and scraping metal tools distracted him. He was lost in thought, staring at several maps spread out at his feet when a disembodied tongue landed on the paper with a wet thud. "It's not a scalp, but it's gotta count for something." Evie stood above him, the blood on her gloves still fresh. "He alive?" She nodded with a smile, "Course he is, told you I could do it." Aldo hummed, rubbing his chin, "Not worth much then…" Evie's shoulders slumped, "Aw c'mon, he's got kids." "Tell ya what. You can pull this off", he paused to think, "two more times", he shrugged, "I s'pose that's worth one scalp." "Deal." She turned on her heels, satisfied, when Aldo called her back, "Oh Evie?" "Hm?" "Get this fuckin' thing off my map."

#inglourious basterds #inglourious basterds x oc #canon x oc #evelyne grenier #self insert #fanfic #nurse oc #blurb

[thenightlymirror]

When I first try to conjure up an image of what makes me happy, I think, no, surely nothing in this world ever cheers me up. But that’s not the question. What makes me happy? Things make me happy all the time.

1 & 2) What first comes to mind are those strange moments of charisma, when you walk into a place and all the people are sharing a certain magic. I had an ex-girlfriend, god knows why, who hated how people begin to act twitterpated on the first sign of a warm day in spring, that first crackle of salvation from the long winter, and begin to act crazy because the air smells like love. Silently, I acknowledge to myself: this is easily one of the greatest possible moments one gets to experience while inhabiting a body. The orgiastic happiness of of life cracking right open in front of you and everyone acknowledging it without exactly having the words. The girl from work walks in and says, “It smells like the last day of school outside,” and you think, That’s it. She knows. “Im going to check it out.” It is a foreshadowing of that inevitable equinox when the sun rises, all eyes open, not one person goes to work, and a thousand year sabbath begins. And every office smoker’s corner, every classroom of hooting hollering monkeys, is the Paris Commune eternal.

This is really two events. A certain day, which is the first day, experienced again for the first time. And a spontaneous new society, breaking out ever-so-briefly.

3) Grace makes me happy. I feel like as I grow older, forgiveness is more and more precious to me. Quietly, it is always possible, and it often sneaks in under your radar. You forgive someone, or are forgiven, without even noticing it. A momentary truce. You simply choose to forget. And by it, you get a few more hours, a few more days, to share a few more ordinary things that don’t ask any dignity of you at all. You might find yourself sitting arm and arm again, despite yourselves. I always expect the worst, and so many times, the worst has not happened. It’s very sweet.

There is always one more person, a new place, one more movie, one more book, before you die. Until there isn’t. But there’s probably still a few more. And that’s grace.

4) Any time a joke lands.

5) There are a few safe bets to cheer me up. Patrick always makes me happy. A call from Anna. A message from Lenny. The smell of coffee. Potato soup. Anne of Green Gables makes me stupidly happy to an embarrassing degree and I should really stop talking about it. Love stories. People’s weird kinks are my favorite thing in the world. Thank god for weirdos. My tumblr friends. When I have the attention of an entire room. When I’m the smart one. David Lynch. I’m so happy David Lynch exists. Which is funny because I was having the exact same thought but about John Waters, this morning. I love people opening up. It’s so easy. And it’s the most important thing a person can do.