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Holy shit.
How do we rewrite the stars?
Say you were made to be mine?
Nothing can keep us apart
'Cause you are the one I was meant to find
It's up to you
And it's up to me
No one can say what we get to be
And why don't we rewrite the stars?
Changing the world to be ours
Rewrite the stars - ZAC EFRON AND ZENDAYA
Teen Choice Awards
Choice Action Movie - Avengers: Infinity War
Choice Action Movie Actor - Robert Downey Jr
Choice Action Movie Actress - Scarlett Johansson
Choice Sci-Fi Movie - Black Panther
Choice Sci-Fi Movie Actor - Chris Hemsworth
Choice Sci-Fi Movie Actress - Letitia Wright
Choice Movie Villain - Michael B. Jordan
Choice Drama Movie - The Greatest Showman
Choice Drama Movie Actor - Zac Efron
Choice Drama Movie Actress - Zendaya
Choice Movie Ship - Zac Efron and Zendaya
Choice Collaboration - Rewrite the stars, Zac Efron and Zendaya
Choice Comedy Movie - Love, Simon
Choice Breakout Movie Star - Nick Robinson
Choice Sci-Fi/Fantasy TV Show - Shadowhunters: The Mortal Instruments
Choice Sci-Fi/Fantasy TV Actor - Matthew Daddario
Choice Action TV Actress - Melissa Benoist
I'm pretty much SCREAMING right now.
Screw top/bottom, do you sing Zac Efron’s or Zendaya’s part in Rewrite the Stars?
The Main Event
You always took a weekend to go to the nearby music festival on the beach every summer. It was always a blast. There were usually some good artists playing, sometimes a few minor celebrities: nothing too crazy. After a long, cold winter, you were ready for another good summer of live music and a little bit of drinking. However, it seems also though the vibe of the festival had been slightly changed this year.
Arriving at the beach, it was clear that something was different. There were thousands of people all huddled around the stage. Where there usually were some picnic tables or beach chairs there were crowds of people. There was no space to sit. On the stage in the distance was some DJ playing his set, and the area by the front of the stage was crowded with sweaty, intoxicated teenagers, trashing around wildly.
Although the energy was wildly different this year, you were still determined to find some way to have a good time. Resigned to the back of the crowd, you found an empty spot on the sand and sat down, allowing yourself to bask in the warmth of the sun. The morning had been cold when you got in your car to drive here and the forecast hadn’t called for so much sun, so you were dressed for colder temperatures. Your yellow chinos and white t-shirt reflected the sun's rays and seemed to be glowing in their own right. However, the brightness of your clothing didn’t prevent someone from stepping right into you and tumbling face-first into the sand.
Looking to your side, you saw an older man with a lanyard around his neck that said “Event Promoter”. He had managed to sit back up but he was wiping the sand from his eyes, aggressively trying to clear his vision.
Rushing to help the man back to his feet, you grabbed his hand. Almost instantly, you felt your mind empty. You had no more thoughts. You were fixated on this man. The man, having cleared the sand from his eyes, looked you up and down, and nodded. Still holding your hand firmly, he stood up and began guiding you through the crowd of energized people. The warmth of the bodies around you caused you to sweat profusely, but you didn’t care. This man was guiding you, and all you needed was to follow him. Approaching the front of the stage, the man separated with an aggressive shove two people open-mouthed kissing, before taking you around the side to the wings of the stage. Dripping with sweat, you stopped walking when the man turned around and held your face with his hands.
“You’re going to be the main event”
With those words, your eyes rolled toward the back of your head. You began panting heavily, trying to cool your body down. With each breath, your body swelled. Your chinos grew tight around your swelling ass and thighs. They grew taut and muscular, stretching those poor pants to the absolute limit. Your chest, as it heaved, began expanding into a shelf of raw muscle. Your abs pushed their way one at a time from your torso. Your shoulders stretched outward from your neck, ripping your shirt into pieces as it fell towards your feet. Your biceps swelled into mountains of muscle, veins snaking their way down your forearms, which thickened, and towards your now massive hands and fingers. Dark, sweaty hair swirled its way from the center of your chest, encircling your nipples and nestling its way into your armpits, which were dripping with your odor. The hair crawled down your chiseled abs towards your crotch, which pushed against your pants, swelling to an incredible size. The man took his hands off of your face and you looked down at yourself. You felt incredible. You looked incredible.
The man beamed at you, admiring your massive frame and admiring his handiwork. “Okay, Zac. Are you ready to give this crowd the greatest show they’ve ever seen?”
Staring back at the promoter, you nodded with a cocky grin and stepped out from the wings and onto the stage. As soon as the crowd caught sight of you, they went apeshit. Why wouldn’t they? You were an international superstar. You were the main event. You were Zac fucking Efron. They had all come to see you and your massive sexy muscles. Through the roar of the crowd, you could make out voices yelling at you to show off your muscles. Staring back into the crowd with all of those screaming, lustful faces, you smirked. So they want a show? You’ll give them exactly what they want.
Pop culture mathematics: creating an unshaven Scott Disick
Let's begin!
Start with Patrick Bateman from 'American Psycho', as portrayed by Christian Bale (for the absolutely essential arrogant self-centered douchebag element)
Source: fanpop.com
Scruff him a bit! Add Some Jared Leto before '90 seconds to Mars'. We're talking about when he was hot and didn't wear more eyeliner than my skanky teenage cousins
Source: justjared.com
Now for some manufactured style and charm. Add some Zac Efron, from around the time he was filming 'The Lucky One'.
Source: justjared.com
Remember, this is Scott Disick. Multiply everything by a Kardashian
Source: myticketpremium.com
Patrick Bateman + Jared Leto + Zac Efron x Kardashian =
Unshaven Scott Disick
Source: eonline.com
This post was inspired by this Buzzfeed post
Got a holiday wish for ya!! I wish that Zac would go from ripped abs to big overstuffed belly, wondering just what he did to get so big?!
Zac had just finished the first photo shoot in his latest modelling contract for BigBoys. As he was putting his clothes back on the director of the shot, Alex, came up to him.
"Hey Zac, amazing job today. You're in great shape and the photos were amazing. I've had some food delivered to your hotel room. Great job man, see you next week!"
Zac looked at Alex as he walked away, the guy had an amazing face - but he had a huge soft belly. "Thats what you get from sitting around all day shooting models" thought Zac. He looked down at his abs, thinking about how hot his body was.
In his change room there was food, but just one slice of pizza. Hmmm, that Alex guy obviously wants me to stay in shape for this photo shoot thought Zac as he made a b-line for the his lunch. The slice was delicious, but Zac couldn't help but feel he was even hungrier after eating it. In fact he was starving. He opened up his phone an ordered two whole extra large pizzas to his room.
When they arrived to his room he noticed that the hotel waiter, who introduced himself as Brett, had an identical body shape to Zac's boss Alex. Brett had a stunning face with golden blonde hair and a fantastic jawline, but his tight fitting hotel uniform revealed he had a massive soft gut. "Hello sir" said Brett in a deep voice "your manager Alex has given you the premium service while you stay at his hotel over the next week, meaning all food has already been paid for and I will be your personal waiter and serve the food directly to you."
"Holy shit, dude" thought Zac "this is going to be a great week." He sat up in bed, shirtless and Brett walked over and began feeding the pizza directly to Zac. "What are you doing man?" asked Zac in shock.
"Sir, the premium service means I serve all food directly to you, that means I must feed you each slice." Without waiting for a response Brett stuffed the slice of pizza straight into Zac's mouth. Zac sat lay in bed, greedily accepting slice after slice from Brett's big hands.
At first Zac found it weird being hand fed, but he slowly began to feel a tent rise in his pants as he looked into Brett's blue eyes and muscular face as he was fed slice after slice. Soon his face was covered in grease and he had to burp between slices being shoved into his mouth. He noticed that there were 12 empty pizza boxes behind Brett which was strange because he had only ordered 2, but he kept eating.
After he started groaning from fullness Brett fed him a final pizza and then placed his hands on Zac's bloated belly. "What are you doing?" moaned Zac. "All part of the premium service, sir" responded Brett with a grin. "Feels... so... ...goooood" moaned Zac as Brett's large hands rubbed around his belly button. Slowly Brett's hands moved lower and lower, finally reaching Zac's stiff member. He rubbed it through Zac's tight briefs and then pulled it out and began to rub it. Soon Brett was on his knees sucking Zac while Zac lay back with his hands on his huge gut moaning. Brett swallowed every drop and then stood up and gave Zac's gut a smack. "See you for dinner, sir" the handsome hotel waiter said before leaving Zac sprawled on the bed with a massive gut.
Needless to say the rest of the photo shoot was a massive success & Zac's boss got the exact photos he was looking for...
listening to TGS when outside
The Greatest Show: chills, how is this real, slightly turned on and not the least embarrassed, bob along
A Million Dreams: omg children singing everyone in the goddamn bus stfu right now
Come Alive: stop at “darkest day” to feel it resonate in your chest, then continue swaying in time with the music because it feels right
The Other Side: smile like an idiot, yes for the whole song, no don’t play it again
Never Enough: pls don’t imitate her singing, oh well, okay, who care’s
This Is Me: just try not to cry, okay well maybe next time, yes why not smile at strangers now
Rewrite The Stars: oh yeah the cute one, ah Zendaya, yes where is my trapeze
Tightrope: lips move along, one happy & one sad eye, “Charity deserves all the love” chant in head
From Now On: please don’t cry, okay yeah sure yell along to it to cope, fuck it now you’re dancing in front of the post office
Zac Efron
Everytime Zac Efron sings I‘m like "wait... what?“ and then I realise that he became famous playing and singing in High School Musical.
Anyone else here with the same isue?
When someone asks for what I look for in a guy...
