i carry your heart with me

re: friends cut;

helloeinstein — Wed, 29 Jun 2011 11:09:31 GMT

I've done the cut now. If you can view this entry, then, well. I cut basically everyone, so if you feel I've made a mistake in cutting you, feel free to respond to this entry. Comments are screened.

And, well, if you don't think I made a mistake, feel free to unfriend me.

this journal is now friends only;

helloeinstein — Sat, 18 Jun 2011 13:25:35 GMT

fanworks // dreamwidth // tumblr

chrisie;
» reader, writer, artist, shipper, trope enthusiast. loves: baking, bows, candy canes, christmas, colour, disney, film, hats, movie musicals, musicals, novels, pink, purple, soundtracks, starkid.

» currently: failing to learn to crochet, reading fruit: a novel about a boy and his nipples (brian francis), obsessing over merlin and overdosing on fic, reorganising my lj, obsessed with tumblr.

» for a more in depth look, see this entry.

friending policy;
» slectively adding; comment to be considered. all comments are screened. please don't add me prior to response. the more things we have in common, the more likely i am to friend you.

television;
» the big bang theory, the borgias, community, degrassi, doctor who, game of thrones, glee, huge, merlin, misfits, parks and recreation, pretty little liars, skins, united states of tara.

» raj/howard, cesare/lucrezia, giulia/lucrezia, annie/britta/shirley, jeff/troy/abed, troy/abed, abed/annie, clare/adam, clare/fitz, holly j/fiona, holly j/fiona/anya, amy/rory, amy/rory/eleven, doctor/master, donna/ten, blaine/kurt, brittany/santana, will/ian, arthur/merlin, gwaine/merlin, morgana/morgause, gwen/lancelot, nathan/simon, nathan/simon/kelly, andy/april, ron/april, leslie/ann, leslie/ben, hanna/lucas, maya/emily, maya/alison, hanna/mona, hanna/emily/alison, sid/tony, chris/jal, effy/pandora, cook/freddie, franky/grace/mini, rich/alo, rich/grace, nick/alo, nick/matty, liv/matty.

books;
» 1984, about a boy, artemis fowl, a certain slant of light, coraline, the chronicles of narnia, fight club, harry potter, high fidelity, lord of the flies, there's a boy in the girls' bathroom.

» harry/ron, draco/harry, ron/hermione, luna/everyone.

people;
» alexander arnold, james edward campbell, chris colfer, angel coulby, darren criss, neil gaiman, rupert grint, anthony head, georgie henley, bradley james, skandar keynes, james mcavoy, katie mcgrath, colin morgan, heather morris, william moseley, aislinn paul, joey richter, naya rivera, piper perabo, anthony perkins, robert sheehan, catherine tate, david tennant.

» alexander arnold/will merrick, colin morgan/bradley james, william moseley/skandar keynes, naya rivera/heather morris, chris colfer/darren criss, chris colfer/corey monteith, chris colfer/chord overstreet, darren criss/joey richter, brian rosenthal/joey richter/joe walker, jesse eisenberg/andrew garfield, michael fassbender/james mcavoy, robert sheehan/ben barnes, sterling knight/bonnie hunt, aislinn paul/everyone, catherine tate/everyone.

films;
» 500 days of summer, about a boy, amelie, atonement, the boy in the striped pyjamas, the breakfast club, cats don't dance, chatroom, cherrybomb, the chronicles of narnia, the cider house rules, coraline, disney, empire records, harry potter, hedwig and the angry inch, heights, high fidelity, imagine me and you, the iron giant, lord of the rings, lost and delirious, mirrormask, never let me go, penelope, pride and prejudice (2005), secretary, the secret garden, trick 'r treat, welcome to the dollhouse, wild tigers i have known.

» peter/edmund, peter/lucy, edmund/lucy, luke/malachy, schrader/rhonda.

» i could keep going forever, really. if it's a film, i probably like it. you can ask, though - i'm happy to answer :)

music;
» born ruffians, cake, the cure, darren criss, film soundtracks, frou frou, glee, gregory and the hawk, hello saferide, i monster, imogen heap, jason mraz, kate nash, lily allen, marina and the diamonds, matchbox twenty, rilo kiley, the smiths, splendora, the weepies.

Brain Twin Picspammy Challenge Submissions :)

helloeinstein — Thu, 02 Sep 2010 01:05:38 GMT

Mine:

Meagan's:

...as if that wasn't really obvious :)

Because I think I'm funny, I made these.

helloeinstein — Wed, 25 Aug 2010 08:24:13 GMT

Oh, and here check this out :)

Yes, that is a tumblr for BIANCA SHUT YOUR DRUNK ASS UP memes. :)

~~and yes I did make those, and I am taking suggestions~~

Eclare Gifspam Part Two

helloeinstein — Mon, 02 Aug 2010 06:39:35 GMT

Image heavy. Um, yeah. So that's possibly... It could maybe crash your
computer. Or something. The GIFs in this one are
different, I promise.

Hotlinking is bad. Etc.

"Missed ya last night. Was Twilight on TV?"
Cannot get over this boy, seriously.

I kind of really love how grabby he is, tbh.
I can't help it.

Had to GIF this. IDEK why.

This, too. It's... IDK, it's kind of
like he's challenging her.

This is super cute, and actually reminds me
of the teenager from Uncle Buck, um.

I find that I often make typos when naming things, so pretend
that says "chance" instead of "change." If you,
uh, save it or anything. Yeah.
Because I had to re-upload, I fixed it.

Basically, I was GIFing all of these scenes because
I really didn't want to spam them, but then
I kind of did it anyway, so.

See above.

IDK what to say to this one, except
he seems to really say "Prove it" a lot, and
I'm curious if that's going to be a recurring
factor in their relationship.

I love his facial expressions, tbh. But I've
said this before, I think. xD

lol Clare

I found this really cute. She sounds so small
when she says it, IDK.

I GIF'd this because her hair is cute and
bouncy. I kind of really want her hair.

I think he feels kinda bad now :\

Okay, so... I made a lot of GIFs of him doing things
with his car door. Opening it, closing it. Getting in the car,
etc. I can't help myself. That is a hearse.

Seriously, his face. The way he talks. The
hand motions. I love this kid sfm <3

She's really cute. Like, super cute. And
totally amused and in love and such.

Again. GIFs of him just saying words because
his face. Those stupid little expressions and
his, IDK, I can't even stand how much I love him.

She is seriously too cute for words.

There is this macro on tumblr about this scene. It says
something like "Have my headphones, phone number, email, fax,
etc." And that basically sums it up. I named this GIF
"herehavemyheartimeanheadphones.gif"
which I think also works :)

She put her hand on his to stop him from leaving. His
hand was on his car, which ~~is a hearse~~ he named Morty.
I can't express... okay, well, lookit what I named the GIF and that
basically sums it up. Either way, this is too cute. I also love
that he doesn't look at her hand on top of his immediately.

Then he gets in his car and they just
look at each other and they didn't even
show him driving off this time, and
IDEK, it makes me super happy.

part one :)

Eclare Gifspam Part One

helloeinstein — Mon, 02 Aug 2010 06:10:13 GMT

Image heavy. Um, yeah. So that's... possibly... It could
maybe crash your computer. Or something.

Hotlinking is bad. Etc.

He ran over her glasses and he actually stops his car
~~which is hearse, btw~~ and that's totally sweet, because
lol not many people would stop.

He then proceeds to talk about how pretty her eyes are,
and she cannot wait to see him again, basically.

And then he gets back in the car.
Well, I like his car, so.

Eli colouring on his nails with a nice black
marker. Super nice. I don't even understand myself.

Possibly my favourite bit, actually. Couldn't spam this... for
obvious reasons. It wouldn't have come out right.

Clare is not at all amused,
but Eli is. So cute.

"I get it, Clare, you're in love with Eli."
Thanks for that, Alli.
Clare is definitely not amused.

lol convincing her to skip xD
Seriously, his facial expressions are priceless.

I love that he bites into the apple while basically
staring her down. I said this in the spam, but
"If you wanna get official."
They really need to be official like yesterday.
I'm not even kidding.

His fucking face. I can't handle it.

This one is actually called "omghisface.gif"
I really can't even handle it.

Her face. Very
smug. Love it.

IDR naming this one at all, but I love his face so much.
And the fact that he just stuffs the apple in his face and walks out?
God, I love this boy more than is healthy, jfc.

I like that they are skipping together. It's sweet.
Which sounds weird, because it's skipping, but,
still. It works for them, kind of.

I made a lot of GIFs of him just saying words.
This is what I mean about his face.
Just look at it.

Again, I can't even. Okay, seriously. Before doing all
this I could not get over how funny looking he is ~~lolsorrydude~~, but
now I love it to death and wouldn't have it any other way. Plus, I don't
think it would be quite so amazing if he was less funny-looking xD

This is Clare screaming. Again, his faces are
completely priceless and I can't handle it.

Ooh, what a sneak.

I GIF'd part of this in multiple bits
because it was so great.

See above, and also below. xD

I already said this, but this is the best almost-kiss
I have ever had the pleasure of viewing.

I love this little look here. It's super cute.
Also his face is really smug and she's super unsure and, yeah,
it's really super amazing and so them, which
is hilarious to say since, ya know. Two episodes and all.

This is here because Clare is cute and
I felt like GIFing it, so yeah :)

part two :)

Eclare Picspam

helloeinstein — Mon, 02 Aug 2010 01:20:04 GMT

Okay, you guys. As you may or may not have noticed or read on twitter or whatever, Eclare
is kind of taking over my life. A lot. I mean, they only had about 30 minutes of screen
time together so far, if that, and I managed to... well, you'll see.

I worked super hard on these so please don't repost without
my permission. Hotlinking is bad. Etc.

"I think they're dead."
"It's okay. I, uh, don't need them anymore. Got--laser surgery."
"You have pretty eyes."
"Thanks. I'll, uh, see you around?"
"Guess you will."

I think it's kind of a big deal that Eli stopped the car and got out after running over Clare's glasses. It's good
enough for me, tbh. I mean, there's not really much to say when some chick and her friend fling a
pair of glasses at the pavement right before you drive up, and, ya know, run over them.

"Ms. Dawes, there must be some sort of mistake. I've never gotten a C. How did this happen?"
"Well, your early assignments were divine, but, recently, your writing has become... distant, impersonal."
"I used complex sentence structure and advanced vocabulary."
"Yes, but your assignment didn't tell me anything about who you are, what you want. You can't hide behind vampire fiction forever."
"I'm not hiding."
"Then prove it. To your writing partner."
"Me?"
"Yeah, you. You write well, but you're a... little wordy. You and Clare will be editing each other's work this semester."
"Great. That'll be fun."
"We may have a very special partnership on our hands, people. Like Sylvia Plath and Ted Hughes!"
"Sylvia Plath killed herself."

I feel as though we missed something. If they're in the same English class, how is it they just met?
Eli and Clare are not too happy about being English partners. Eli is annoyed by her, uh,
Clare-ness, and Clare... well, she's Clare.

"So, what do you think?"
"It's, uh..."
"Awkwardly constructed, filled with hyperbole, and generally sloppy."
"The... title's centered?"
"Dawes is right; I have writer's block."
"So don't hand it in."
"And what? Tell her the dog ate my homework?"
"Or you could... take off."
"You mean skip?"
"If you wanna get official."
"It would give me time to write a way better assignment..."
"Decision time. Stay or go?"

This is cute. They are just so...
"If you wanna get official."
Eli, could you and Clare get official, like, yesterday?
He actually convinces her to skip, and best of all?
He's surprised as hell.

"Well? You coming?"

No, really, look at his face. He is beyond surprised. And Clare's
acting like it's no big deal, and then he bites into the apple and walks
out the door with it in his mouth, omg.
I died.

"Wow, this is a first. Skipping school to do work."
"Okay, I don't understand how you got an A and I got a C."
"Simple. I'm dating Ms. Dawes. You're a good writer, but anyone could have penned this piece. There's no point of view."
"I wrote about gun control. I say it's good."
"Wow. Controversial."
"Okay, fine. What am I supposed to write about?"
"Something that... pisses you off."
"Besides my English partner?"
"Ouch! If you could change one thing in the world, what would it be?"
"My mom and dad. They're not exactly getting along."
"Then write about that."
"I can't, it's personal."
"You care too much what people think."
"That is not true."
"Then prove it. Scream, at the top of your lungs. ...that's the best you could do?"

They are seriously so cute, and their banter kills me. Kills me dead.
Not to mention his face. His faces. His. I seriously GIF'd so much of just
his face, because his facial expressions. I can't.

"Okay. Your turn."
"Yeah, not my style."
"Wha-? No, you have to do it!"
"It's not- So you can't make me- It's not my style."
"You have to do it! You have to- I have to-"

THIS. THIS RIGHT HERE. THIS IS JUST.
Best almost-kiss I have ever seen
in my life. Ever. I can't.
It's too great.

eli-gold49: more public embrassment tonight?
clare-e23: is that an invitation?
eli-gold49: do you want it to be?
clare-e23: love to hang - but i can't

Clare's parents are fighting again and her dad refuses to go to her mom's
charity event thing, so, instead of more public embarrassment with
Eli, Clare goes to the event with her mom.

GAH THOSE IMs ARE SO CUTE. IDEK, BUT I LOVE THEM.
Their banter is precious even without vocal
intones. Etc.

Plus she seems to be randomly wearing a skull ring
instead of her purity ring, hmm.

...or that is her purity ring.
Well, damn.

"Missed ya last night. Was Twilight on TV?"
"She thinks she's protecting me by lying, but she's just making it worse."
"W- Stop. Rewind, and... play."
"According to my mom, everything is fine between her and my dad, but... anyone can see that it's not."
"Do you think they're getting divorced?"
"Divorced? My parents would never get divorced. My mom's just... sad because my dad's always in a bad mood."
"Well, have you told them how you feel?"
"I've been trying, but they don't wanna talk."
"You can write how you feel in that letter for English class. Kill two birds with one stone."

He seriously has some fucking great lines, I can't handle it.
Oh, Eli. Using your influence for semi-good this time, nice job.
I love her little face as she considers it. Fabulous.

"How did it feel to write this?"
"Good. Really good. It's everything I wanted to say."
"Ms. Edwards, Mr. Goldsworthy - nice of you to join us today. Actually, I'm excited to hear your excuses for skipping last class. Let me guess, violent food-poisoning."
"Actually, we were both working on our assignments."
"Original, but it's not gonna save you from detention. Now I'd like to hear those assignments. Ms. Edwards, why don't you go first?"
"Me?"
"Yeah. Come on. We'll see if the assignment helped with your writer's block."

I'm not typing out Clare's letter because a) it's long, and b) you need to see it. Everyone tears up. It's a great thing.
Seriously, you can see tears glistening in Eli's eyes in the spam up there, so...
there's your proof. Go watch it.

"What say you, Eli?"
"I think... it deserves a larger audience. Like at the Student Showcase tomorrow."
"That's a fantastic idea! Clare?"
"Well, it's kinda personal."
"Yeah, but all great art is personal. And this is head and shoulders above your last work. I am signing you up after class."
"My mom's gonna be at the showcase!"
"Which means she'll be forced to listen to you. Isn't this what you wanted?"

Eli volunteers Clare for the Student Showcase, and Clare is
not pleased. Ms. Dawes thinks it's a fucking fantastic idea, and ignores
Clare's obvious discomfort. Damn teachers.

"Okay. You wanted to talk to your mom, and this is your chance."
"Maybe I am a worry-wart. Maybe there's nothing wrong at home."

Oh, Clare. This is why I love you. Being so ~~me and~~ fabulous.

"Maybe you're scared."
"Of what?"
"Finding out what's really going on with your parents."
"That's not true."
"Then prove it. Dawes assigned us as English partners because she thought you needed to take risks."
"With my writing! Not my life. This isn't me shouting in a park in front of a bunch of strangers. This is my family. It's personal."

Eli is so... so... je ne sais quoi. When Clare says "This
is my family" she sounds so small and helpless and adorable and
that's basically all I have to say about that.

"What are you doing here?"
"Hi, Eli. How are you? Fine, Clare, thanks for asking."
"Hi."
"If you don't wanna tell your mom how you're feeling... I respect that."
"Too late."
"You read her the letter?"
"And she wants to know what's wrong as much as I do. She and my dad are talking right now."
"So what you're saying is... my plan worked."
"Could you be more smug?"
"Absolutely! Here. You might wanna borrow these. They're noise cancellation. Might come in handy if things get worse with your folks. Or if you need to ignore an English partner."
"Thanks."
"And I'm sorry for interfering. Promise not to do it again."

Oh, Clare. Where are your manners? ~~noneedtosayitagain~~
Eli is too precious. And I love the reference back
to what she said earlier in the park thingy and yeah.
Gah, so precious.

"Um. You can interfere every once in a while, but I'm still gonna do whatever I want."
"Wouldn't expect anything less."

Seriously. How even. How. Gah, they are so precious and adorable and OTP.
Another thing? ...his hearse is named Morty. OT3, etc.
I seriously can't even get over the fact that he drives a hearse.
Or their banter. Or the fact that they are the most amazing thing I have ever seen in my life.

For the full experience, also see the GIF post:
part one and part two :)
No, really.

Kiss Me Hello (They've Been Canoodling Ever Since)

helloeinstein — Mon, 19 Jul 2010 09:18:58 GMT

Title: Kiss Me Hello (They've Been Canoodling Ever Since)
Pairing: Kendall/Logan, background James/Carlos
Rating: PG, PG-13 at the most.
Word Count: 1,441 (according to Open Office); something like 1,408 (according to Microsoft Word)
Disclaimer: I own a few sets of pajamas, a computer, and that's basically it. Big Time Rush? Not even close.
Warnings: Um, Kendall and Logan breathe at each other intensely?
Summary: Movie night gets a little cuddle-y.
A/N: Fic exchange for the fabulous acquired_minds. I really hope you like it, bb, and thank you so much for the encouragement and for forcing me to write, even though you didn't know it was for you ♥
Beta'd by the lovely shisou_eimin and the ~~effervescent~~ wonderful katierazzle, thank you guys so much!

Mean Girls probably wasn't the manliest possible movie they could watch, but it was fun as hell. Besides, it's not like anyone was around to see, and they hadn't specifically planned to watch it – or anything at all, really, it just sort of happened that way. What, with Katie and Mrs. Knight off on yet another day trip, and James and Carlos out on a date at some carnival or whatever it was they were doing, Kendall and Logan frankly had nothing else to do but host an impromptu movie night.

There wasn't even that much debate over it; one shared look and it was sealed. Logan bustled into the kitchen for snacks while Kendall busied himself with setting an appropriate theatre-esque atmosphere before popping the DVD into the player.

“You can’t eat pizza bagels when watching a movie,” insisted Kendall as Logan walked toward him carrying a plate of said offending food items. “It’s not movie-watching food. You need something like popcorn or nachos.”

“What do you know?” snarked Logan, looking thoroughly pleased with himself. “You're a virgin who can't drive.”

Kendall was silent for a few minutes, both mildly offended and contemplating something before finally saying “...that's Clueless, genius.”

“Whatever. I got popcorn, too, Sir Notice-a-Lot.” Logan was settling comfortably into the cushions of the couch when he noticed something. “Go turn off the light in the kitchen, there’s a glare on the screen.” Kendall looked like he was definitely about to protest and insist Logan do it instead, but Logan wasn't having it. “I was already in the kitchen once. All you did was put in the DVD.”

“Fine.” Kendall shuffled over to the light switch and flipped it down, enveloping them in near darkness, save for the promotional trailers flashing across the television screen. He grabbed the remote before flopping down directly next to Logan despite the fact that there were plenty of other places he could be sitting more comfortably. Kendall pressed play and tossed the remote aside, casually slipping an arm around the other boy's shoulders.

Logan was unfazed by Kendall's subtle tactics, mainly because Kendall was always affectionate toward him, but also because they had discussed at great length how watching a movie together, alone, in the dark, was definitely not a date. Of course, in-depth conversations about movie night not being a date could very well mean it was a date but Logan wasn't prepared to think about that.

“'Almost too gay to function'? That sounds like you, Logan!” Kendall started cracking up, and Logan was thoroughly offended. His eyes widened and he turned away from Kendall, folding his arms across his chest and pouting. Kendall attempted to stifle his laughter and compose himself. “Aww, Logie, don't be like that,” he said, pulling Logan closer and rubbing soft circles into his shoulder. “I was just playing.”

Logan sighed and let Kendall's other hand pull his arms back down to his sides before leaning his head onto Kendall's shoulder. “I hate you sometimes, you know that?” Kendall just smiled and ruffled Logan's hair before turning back to the movie.

There were times when Kendall's touches would linger just a little bit longer than necessary, and this was definitely one of those times. Logan was used to it, and they were so close that there was no way they wouldn't have been touching, especially the way Kendall was still gripping Logan's shoulder and pulling him close against him, but his knee was almost consistently pressed into Logan's. Occasionally, Kendall would situate himself a different way, and the warmth of his leg would be gone, but just as Logan was about to sigh in relief, it was back, pressing it's fiery warmth through the fabric of their jeans, and Logan could barely stand it.

Kendall was suddenly uninterested in the movie, which was definitely odd considering it had been mainly his idea to have movie night, but damn if Logan wasn't being incredibly distracting. Not that he was doing much of anything, really, except watching the movie and making faces every-so-often. Very cute, distracting faces.

Usually, Logan was mostly okay with Kendall's touchy-feely nature. Well, “okay” wasn't really the right word. Usually, he was pretty ecstatic with Kendall's inappropriate touching. Tonight, though... alone, squished together on the couch, watching Mean Girls? It was seriously a little date night-y for movie night, and it was throwing him off.

Suddenly Logan pulled away from Kendall, taking his warmth with him, and maneuvered his legs underneath him on the couch. Kendall frowned. When he turned to look at him, though, Logan was moving back against him and snuggling even closer. Kendall couldn't help the sudden grin that spread across his face.

“This is awkward,” Logan said. He felt Kendall's head snap in his direction. “No, I mean, if they come home and find us canoodling.”

“Canoodling?” Kendall guffawed, quirking an eyebrow. “What the hell is that, canoeing with noodles?"

“What? No, it's... like, cuddling.” Logan glanced at Kendall, giving a little half shrug.

“Oh, like this?” Kendall breathed in Logan’s ear, smirking as the smaller boy blushed. Kendall trailed his fingers down Logan’s arm, causing Logan to shiver and lean in even closer, if at all possible. Logan’s hands fisted at the front of Kendall’s shirt and pulled him forward. Kendall’s breath caught in his throat seconds before Logan slowly pressed his lips to Kendall’s.

Kendall smiled into the kiss before pulling back and turning to catch the end of the movie, which he realized they’d already missed. He glanced at Logan only to find him staring up at him hopefully and damn if it wasn’t the cutest thing Kendall had ever seen. Forehead wrinkled slightly, doe eyes, a cross between a shy smile and a look of uncertainty… so incredibly Logan.

“You’re, like, really pretty,” Kendall whispered, resting his hand against Logan’s cheek. He rubbed a thumb across his cheekbone, marveling at the softness and the blush spreading across Logan’s features.

“Um… thanks?” Logan bit his lip, looking up at Kendall through his lashes, and Kendall seriously thought he might burst and lose his resolve, but he somehow found it in him.

“So you agree? You think you’re really pretty?” By some miracle, he managed to keep a straight face, but the most amazing part was how long it took for Logan to react.

“Kendall, you are such a moment ruiner!” Logan turned his head away, twisting out of Kendall’s grip. He got up and moved to the opposite end of the couch, leaving Kendall feeling cold and alone, before curling into himself – his knees against his chest and his arms around his knee.

Kendall was already up and moving before Logan had even formed his lips into a pout. He slouched on the couch next to Logan, preparing his arm to situate itself around Logan’s shoulders again when Logan looked at him, eyes so filled with emotion but completely unreadable, and suddenly Logan was wrapped around him. They folded into one another; gripping, grasping, holding. Wanting and needing more and more contact. Breath hitching, chests rising and falling, hands sliding up and down, feeling the rhythms and movements of their hearts beating in their chests.

Kendall fell back against the couch, pulling Logan flush against him so their hearts could beat together as one. Logan felt him smile against his neck, his breath so incredibly warm but causing Logan to shiver as he whispered “You really are pretty, Logan,” just as the door burst open.

“The carnival was amazing, you guys!” James practically oozed, gripping Carlos’ hand and attempting to hide something pink and fuzzy behind his back. “You missed out on the best date ever!”

“Yeah!” agreed Carlos, pulling his hand away from James’ to wave them both enthusiastically in the air, even as one gripped a purple stuffed hippopotamus. “We got cotton candy and funnel cake and ice cream cones and—”

“—and we come home to find you two canoodling! That’s so inappropriate.” James shook his head, faltering, and revealed the pink something, which turned out to be a giant Carebear with a rainbow embroidered across its stomach. Talk about inappropriate.

“Next time, you’re going to the carnival with us,” Carlos insisted, lacing his fingers through James’ again, which brought a smile to both of their faces.

“Sure,” Kendall said, smiling at Logan, who smiled back at him, before lacing their fingers together, too. “It can be a double date.”

bear with me

helloeinstein — Thu, 15 Jul 2010 18:59:20 GMT

lol sorry I still haven't made any more BTSparks GIFs :\ but here's what I've done so far

And here's the reason this post exists:

Seriously, seriously. I do intend to make more. :D

Best Episode of Anything Ever

helloeinstein — Sun, 20 Jun 2010 09:43:43 GMT

aka
Big Time Sparks

To start off: I worked really hard on this spam, so don't you dare hotlink and/or re-post without my permission kthx. :)

So I still have no idea who this girl is and I didn't really get that many pictures of her in because, uh. Anyway.

They each have their own totally awesome magazine. Technically, James got one in Big Time Jobs, Man's Fashion or something, and someone needed to have a copy of PopTiger with ~~this chick~~ Jordin Sparks all over the cover, and, uh, that would be James. Bitters' fry magazine is enormous because it is the best thing ever. :)

I realise the first cap doesn't really go with this scene, and it fits better with the last one, but not really, because that one had a magazine-theme, and, um. But I needed to show everyone that Kendall, Logan and Carlos are all on the same chair thingy. :)

*ahem* Gustavo says he has a present for the boys so they run in... to Freight Train, and I originally had two caps of them being squished, but I decided to go for one instead so I could fit Logan's face in there. Anyway, Gustavo doesn't want the boys anywhere near Jordin because they destroy everything, which Logan proves directly after denying this fact. They make precious faces. I am happy.

Gay!BFF!Good Luck Patrol is the best thing ever in the world ever and I wanted to do more spam for them and I have so many caps, but I'm going to make some GIFs later to make up for it. They have nicknames for each other like "Lucky Charm" and "Rabbit's Foot" ~~and apparently I'm the only person who thought of James' lucky charm buddy, Brit, during this episode, um~~ and they are just too precious for words IDEK. I could go on forever about them, so I won't. xDD

They boys hit Jordin in the back with a horseshoe and she falls in the well. Kendall wants to know which of the Good Luck Patrol is going in after her. Well, Kendall, it's actually you that's going down the rabbit hole today. ~~That's what I called this part of the spam, btw: "downtherabbithole.png"; yeah, I'm cool~~ But! James let's go of the rope because he finally found a four-leaf clover, and apparently ~~Cardigan~~ the Good Luck Patrol are not strong enough to lift Kendall by themselves, so he topples in. Logan, ~~Kendall's awesome genius boyfriend~~ the genius, is measuring the well in order to create an elaborate pulley system to get them out, but ~~is distracted by looking at Kendall~~ slips and falls in. Carlos tosses James a water hose, and James falls in... and Carlos ~~misses his boyfriend~~ gets lonely and jumps in after him ~~because he is the cutest ever~~. They get Freight Train to bail them out and it is awesome.

They also catch a skunk, but I didn't have enough caps of that and/or was not entranced by the skunk.

Kendall is totally looking at Logan in that first cap, and are you seeing Logan's face while she's hugging Kendall? Really, you two? ♥

~~Cardigan~~ The Good Luck Patrol get a group hug with Jordin, and they "Lucky~!" behind her back because they are the cutest ever. James is super happy to hug Jordin and doesn't want to let go ~~because she's what he wants to be when he grows up~~ so the boys pull him away, and then Kendall gets his turn and is caught by Jo which I didn't cap because... I won't go into that.

I should be doing some GIFs pretty soon, though, like I said, so look out for those :)

Big Time Rush Friending Meme

helloeinstein — Sun, 06 Jun 2010 01:48:05 GMT

There are some new members at bigtimerush and palmwoods, so everyone new and old should get together and make friends!

Someone asked for "theoretical ships," which is basically ships you like and/or ship in theory, but don't really want to read about and/or see ever.

There was some mild confusion at the last BTR friending meme, so I just thought I'd point this out...

RPS = Real Person Shipping

Have fun! :)

It's Hayley's dick in a box!

helloeinstein — Thu, 27 May 2010 21:44:44 GMT

[01-03 Skins]
[04-10 The Troop]

1	2	3	4

5	6	7	8

9	10

Don't hyperlink!
Credit please :)
Comments are ♥

ETA: This is my first time using text, so. ~~the situation called for it~~

Look! A drabble-y thing! (from fanfic!friday)

helloeinstein — Wed, 26 May 2010 03:27:18 GMT

Fandom: Big Time Rush
Pairing: James/Carlos
Word count: Not a lot.
Summary: James is sick. (from a prompt for fanfic!Friday over at palmwoods)

James is sick.

It's kind of amusing and adorable, because he has a bag of ice on his head and a thermometer in his mouth, and Carlos can't help but laugh. Of course, James sends a glare his way immediately which brings even more laughter and the chain would just continue, but Carlos says "Dude, it's like in the movies and stuff."

"Could you not?" Only it's interrupted by a sneeze so it sounds more like "Could you n-achoo!" and James really doesn't like the smile on Carlos' face, so Carlos makes his way out of James' room and into the kitchen.

...where he has to stand on chair to look in the cabinets for soup. When he finds it, though, he has to wonder: Chicken Noodle or Cream of Mushroom? Like he could make that decision! So he digs through the cupboards to find a big enough pot and pours them both in without reading the instructions because, really, how hard can it be? You heat it, you eat it!

Ten minutes later he understands why there are instructions, and he kind of wishes there was someone else in the apartment besides him and James.

"Ugh, what is that smell?" Carlos turns to find James, ice and thermometer gone, looking thoroughly... well, sick. "...and what's on the floor?"

"Cream of Mushroom and Chicken Noodle..." Carlos says awkwardly. "I couldn't decide!"

"Dude, that's sick. And not in a good way. Were you gonna eat that?"

"Uh, no. I was kind of..." Carlos shuffles his feet a bit, deciding what to say. "I mean, I was trying to make you soup so you could get better."

"Oh."

Carlos is really surprised when James tries some. Not quite surprised when he spits it into the trash, though. "...I don't think I've known what sick was before this moment. That was really... dude, that was seriously disgusting."

"Sorry," Carlos starts, but James cuts him off with a 'thank you' and a kiss, and Carlos is kind of really glad James is sick and he made soup and-- wait.

Next week, when Carlos is in bed with an icepack on his head and a thermometer in his mouth, he really isn't surprised when James comes in with mucky soup. He's even less shocked after he asks what kind it is, and James says "Cream of Mushroom and Chicken Noodle; I couldn't decide!"

FIN

BTR Friending Meme!

helloeinstein — Wed, 21 Apr 2010 07:45:48 GMT

Okay, so, this here is a Big Time Rush friending meme.

This is my first time with this, and it's here because I need some BTR friends. :)

Just copy the code below and let 'er rip. :P

P.S. I'm posting below, but feel free to add me anyway. :D

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helloeinstein — Thu, 01 Apr 2010 13:52:27 GMT

Author: helloeinstein
Fandom: Skins
Title: (untitled)
Character/Pairings(s): Freddie/Pandora, mentions of Thomas/Pandora & Thomas/Katie
Rating: R-ish
Disclaimer:If I owned Skins, Thomas/Pandora would not be endgame, and there would none of this Lara/baby nonsense.
Description: Pandora calls up Thomas to win him back from Katie with phonesex but misdials Freddie who can't seem to tell her to stop.
A/N: From a prompt at skinskink . This is my first time pervving out, so be gentle.

Freddie was surprised to see Pandora's name flashing across his mobile at 3 AM. He was splayed across the couch in the shed, taking a break from his coursework, and could do with a distraction. He flipped open the phone, pressing it to his ear, but before he could say hello she burst in.

“Tommo? It's me... Panda. I've been hearing loads about this phone sex thing from Effy. It's like surf and turf but with phones, stupid. Anyway, I thought, you know, we could do that because I want you back. Effy told me loads of things to say.”

Wait. Phone sex? Pandora?

“Uh...”

“No, listen!” She sounded breathless. “I've been... thinking about you and... you know, all those things you used to do and... nnnn... I'm thinking about you...” pant “...now. Inside me... making monkey... with... hnn... and grabbing...” pant “...uh... rubbing... well, you know... Thomas, are you... are you doing the... funky gibbon now... too?”

Freddie was indeed doing the funky gibbon now, too. Imagining himself deep inside Pandora, massaging her breasts, stroking her thigh. He moaned softly, giving her an answer.

“Whizz...whizz... whizzer... are you... thinking about... hnn... running your hands... over my...” pant “bum... like that time... when... when... unnnnn... I, I topped... …? Or...”

Topped. Pandora straddling him. Riding him. Freddie grabbing her ass, urging her, sweeping his hands across her open naked front... grasping her.

“...Katie?” She seemed to have stopped. Where did Katie come from? What had she said? “Or are you thinking about Katie?” Was that it?

“Hnnnn, Panda,” was all he could manage, and she took it and ran. The heavy breathing was back, the soft moans, the sighs. The subtle background noises.

“I'm thinking about... s-su... taking you in... my mouth... and...”pant“...blowjob... you like that... right?”

Freddie himself was out of breath, gasping, pulling at himself with great urgency. Soon she would realize he wasn't Thomas and end the call. He took a moment to wet his fingers and reposition himself, his wet fingers sliding up and down, reminiscent of how Pandora's mouth would feel. Hot, wet, and slick, sucking... licking.

Her breaths were getting more desperate, heavier. It was turning him on more, bringing him closer...

“Oh! Hnnn!” Pandora moaned, the vibrations of her orgasm pulsing against Freddie's ear. He exploded, moaning “P-Panda!” as best he could, body shaking with pleasure.

“That... that was... nice, right...? You want to... you're gonna take me...” Yes, Pandora, he thought. I'm going to--”back now... right, Tommo?” Oh right. Thomas. Shit. “Tommo? Why aren't you saying anything?”

Fuck. What was he going to do? Should he just hang up? Would that be wrong?

“You're not going to take me back? Does Katie do phone surf and turf better than me? Say something, Thomas, please!”

Fuck. She sounded like she was going to cry.

“...I'm sorry, Panda pops. You've... you've mis-dialed. This is Freddie.”

“...Freddie? But...” There was a long pause and her breathing sounded farther away. Freddie imagined her pulling the phone away and checking the name displayed there. Her face as she realized it was his and not Thomas'. “Oh,” she whispered, her voice tiny, her breathing compounding. “Hi, Freds...”

“Panda, listen, I'm really sorry. There was just... there was no time to say and I... listen, I'm really sorry, okay?”

“Were you... were you doing phone sex with me?”

“...yes, Pandora,” he admitted, rubbing his fingers against his temple. “Listen, I shouldn't have done that to you, and I'm r--”

“...were... did you think about me? Did you like it?”

“I... I did, actually, Panda, but--”

“Do you... would you like to do it again? ...not now, stupid. Later. Mum's about to wake up and I should be getting to bed soon. We've got college tomorrow and I promised Effy I'd tell her all about it.”

“I'm not sure you should mention it turned out to be me on the phone, Pandora.”

“No, I know. Right... but do you want to?”

“Have phone sex with you again? I'd love it.”

“Great! I'll come 'round your shed tomorrow after college and we can make a party of it. Don't forget your phone.”

“Uh, Panda, wait...” But she had hung up. Freddie clasped his phone shut, holding it to his stomach. He stared into space, thinking about the events that had occurred and the way she hung up. “Phone sex... in person? Panda is a weird one.”

helloeinstein — Sun, 14 Mar 2010 04:16:46 GMT

Author: helloeinstein
Fandom: Skins
Title: Love: Just Another Illusion (tentative title; I had to put something lol)
Character/Pairings(s): PJs (Panda/JJ) ish, mentions of Lara/JJ. A bit more gen than anything.
Rating: PG-13 for minor swearing, and mentions of sex. ~~and for Thomas being a twat j/k j/k~~
Disclaimer:If I owned Skins, there would have been an entire episode devoted to the epic love triangle that is Doug/Pandora/History Professor ~~otp~~
Description: JJ pines over Pandora.
A/N:So there was a significant lack of Panda/JJ after all the lead up and this is my "explanation" from JJ's POV. Let me know what you think! :)

Beta'd by mammary_glands Thanks, bruv. ♥

JJ couldn’t understand where he got the idea that Pandora was a shameless hussy. Well, he could: she did cheat on her boyfriend after all. Despite this, she didn’t deserve the words that flowed from Thomas’ mouth in his presence: “I had sex with someone who wasn’t you… I wanted to… You did it first.”

“You did it first.”

JJ could understand why she hadn’t taken him back, even though she herself had committed a similar crime. With Cook. JJ still couldn’t believe it. Couldn’t believe the shock of seeing them together in the hall, in full view, grasping each other.

He’d considered having a wank over it later, but thought better of it. Pandora was still too innocent in his eyes, despite her obvious faults. Her obvious weaknesses.

Realistically, JJ thought, Panda losing her virginity to Cook seemed appropriate. He had been available; he was around when she needed someone. He was doing it to be a good friend. JJ understood that: Emily had done the same for him.

But Pandora didn’t end it with Cook when Thomas came back. She didn’t end it with Thomas either. She kept both going. With Thomas, she could be innocent, sweet Pandora, and with Cook she could be wild.

What would she be like with JJ?

They’d never really spoken before, but they grew closer over the summer. They were together the night the girl jumped from the balcony. They had been jumping, too, fittingly. He bore witness to Thomas’ confession, to the heartbreak on her face and in her voice. He stood with Thomas and watched her dance. Pandora was a wonderful dancer. The world around her was nothing but a canvas to paint with feeling and raw emotion.

Indeed other people found her attractive.

She was torn apart by Thomas’s words. His apparent disregard. JJ knew Thomas was hurting, too; he’d seen it. Like model planes left undone on a shelf, pieces lost and forgotten, longing for the missing part of them.

But “love” wasn’t the answer. “Love” was a fictional concept designed around chemical reactions intended for the sole purpose of survival. JJ didn’t mean to hurt her with his words, but love was an illusion. Just like his magic tricks that so easily cheered her up; just as are all the things that make people happiest.

That’s all Pandora wanted. Lies. She wanted to be lied to, to pretend everything was perfect. Wanted to ignore all the bad things happening around them, enjoy the light and happy things.

JJ was bitter, resentful. It twisted inside him, curling around, tightening into a sickening mass that rose inside his throat, gnawed at his chest, and sank into the pit of his stomach.

He wished Thomas hadn’t taken her back.

There, he admitted it.

Nothing good had come of it. He took her back only to betray her in the same manner in which she betrayed him. JJ didn’t see the point. It had only caused more sadness. Wouldn’t it have been better just to leave it?

Wouldn’t it have been better to let him have a chance?

A chance to woo Pandora with magic tricks and teddy bear pajamas. To be wooed in return by tricks and pajamas of her own.

They understood each other.

Cook had seen it. The look on his face when he asked “Why not?” The crooked smile. JJ threw him off with his hostility, only to regret it when he realized Cook had no idea what he’d done.

He felt horrible. He felt even worse after the incident with Dave Blood-the new college director, Cook, and the unwarranted can of mace.

The look JJ shared with Pandora would have given Cook another crooked smile, but no one else noticed.

She wasn't at Emily and Naomi's barbecue. Thomas was. He was even better friends with Thomas now. They were interviewing for jobs together. BFFs.

He didn't see much of Pandora. When he did, he fucked everything up with his bumbling. His utter stupidity. Why couldn't he ever, just once, do something right?

Next time he saw her, definitely.

Panda was at Effy's party. JJ and Thomas walked up as she was talking to Freddie about knobs and kitchens and where's Effy? Seeing Thomas makes her sad, and JJ doesn't like that.

She slapped Thomas. She slapped him. And then, worse, she kissed him. Right in front of JJ. Full on the mouth, quick, subtle. Kissed Thomas. Right in front of him.

She had no reason to think it would effect him, but it made him sick inside.

Pandora still loved Thomas; Thomas still loved her. JJ was friends with them both. It wouldn't be fair. It wasn't fair. He couldn't stand it.

Could. Not. Stand. It.

Lara Lloyd. Her hair was blonde. That was enough, surely. And she was beautiful. He liked her all right, she was nice. Well, she was amazing. She was no Pandora Moon, but she was close.

Thomas threatened to ask her out if he didn't. To take someone else away. Surely he was joking this time, but JJ could not allow it.

“Lara Lloyd, will you go out with me?”

When she said yes, he was amazed. In awe. Stupefied.

He became entranced by Lara, revolved around her. Pivoted. Her and her baby and hope for the future. He tried so hard, too hard, and he lost her.

Lost her. It was his fault this time. His fault. He couldn't blame anyone but himself for this deplorable fuck up.

She said yes and he fucked it up. Ruined it. Pissed on it, really.

He had to get her back.

JJ thought up a plan, and it was a good plan. A ukelele filled plan. Pandora would have loved it, and in an alternative universe, an alternate timezone, a different world, he would have done it for her.

But he was Thomas' friend, and Thomas was his friend. Pandora was his friend, he was Pandora's friend. Thomas and Pandora stilled cared for each other, and even if they didn't, he couldn't. Guy code. Friend code. It was unrealistic, and what else did he have? The Three Musketeer's was shit, his father hid behind a newspaper all day every day. His mother still saw him as a child, incapable of doing anything for himself.

Lara was worth it. Well worth it. She was thrilling, gorgeous, excellent in bed... and if he couldn't have Pandora, she would have to do.

...for now.