If I though choosing 10 off ice moments was hard core, choosing 10 on ice is impossible. This was the first season I got to watch them competing in real-time and not in retrospect and while it’s thrilling and gives such a high it’s also nerve wrecking to the point where if like I believe it’s all going to escalate next season - there are decent chances I’m going to get an ulcer 🙈🙈🙈
Also, I completely ignored my favorite three categories of “moments”: pre skate moments, post skate moments and butt taps moments since each deserve a dedicated post 😊
My (some) top 10 in no particular order:
1. “Hey, let’s have fun and goof around
(a.k.a cuddling) in the middle of practice of an important competition!”
2. ‘“Hey, let me show the world that I think you are the best in the world!”
3. “Hey, the camera is not on us, I can cuddle you and not get caught! Oops…”
4. “Hey, I want to hold you hand with both of mine and put them next to my heart because this is how all ice dancers hold hands, right??!”
5. “Hey, let’s intertwine fingers and stare at our combined hands intensively because this is how all ice dancers hold hands, right??!”
6. “Hey, let’s not perform our closing pose and instead press our foreheads together and stare at each other like we are about to kiss while running our hands slowly against each other bodies!”
7. “Hey, you look like you are cold, let’s cuddle and then I’ll run my hands against your arms because keeping you warm is my number one priority!”
8. “Hey, who needs to spin normally?? let’s just hug and I’ll swing you in the air while pressing you to me and burying my face in your neck!”
9. “Hey, let’s dismount a lift with out foreheads and loins pressed together and ignore the fact that PEOPLE ARE WATCHING!”
10. “Hey, look how slick I am, I can use choreography to pull my sleeves up!”
“HEY, LET’S SHOW THIS LOSERS* HOW IT’S DONE!!!”
*This is of course a joke, nor the audience or the other teams are losers.
Summary:- You and Tye have been trying for a baby for months, to no success. After one night of passion when you go to surprise him, you fall pregnant. You want to find the best way to tell Tye, and his reaction is out of this world.
You attempted to lift your head up, but it hurt your neck too much. You knew you heard your name come from somewhere, but you didn’t know where.
You struggled to try and get on your back so you could observe the place of imprisonment that you were in; although you would feel like a turtle on its back after your had done so. You forced yourself and all of your weight onto one side, making you flip over. You let out a soft groan, squeezing your eyes shut because of the immense spirals of pain that were shooting up your sides and back.
“(Y/N), is that you?” you heard someone call desperately, the voice soft and gentle, although it seemed as if it were dire to hear you answer it.
Spren are described by Brandon Sanderson as pieces of investiture.
One definition of the word Investment is a Commitment, as of time or support.
Brandon Sanderson has also stated that Human Perception has a lot to do with why Spren act the way that they do.
There are many types of Spren, and they appear to be attracted to actions\concepts\other phenomenon such as Change. This is described throughout the books.
TWOK – Chapter 45 – Shallan reads an account from King Gavilar which describes a Parshedi named Klade who asks, “Where is the Parshmen’s music?”
WOR – Interlude 4 – Discussions between the Parshendi describe the methodology to achieve new forms as singing specific songs.
TWOK – Interlude 8 – Geranid, while studying Spren, found that if you write down the measurements of a specific spren, it would freeze that way.
Navani’s Notebook - Describes that “the cut and type of gem determines what kind of spren are attracted to it and can be captured by it.”
WOR - Interlude 9 - Lift sees a Painting on the wall of the Heralds with a face scratched out.
One Definitions of Art is “various branches of creative activity, such as painting, music, literature and dance.”
TWOK – Interlude 7 – Baxil and Av work for a Mistress who destroys paintings.
It seems a logical and obvious jump to say that Art in its various forms (Singing #5 and #6, Writing #7, Cutting Gemstones\ Sculpting #8) can capture Spren.
The theory that comes from that concept:
The Mistress (speculated to be the Herald Shalash) was released from imprisonment in a painting (#9) and is destroying art in order to release other Spren (#11.) Those Spren being released could be other Heralds, Honorspren, Creationspren, and other Spren in order to even the playing field for the next Desolation. You could even speculate that once this is realized, Parshendi that are bonded with Stormspren will do the same and release the Spren needed for the various Voidbringers.
So I was builidng in The Sims and I came across a good idea that I wanted to share with you all. I’m not sure if it’s been done before, I haven’t seen any posts on it, so here I go!
Are you ever building and you reach an area like this, and think, well what am I going to put there? I asked this very same question and thought how nice it would be for there to be a little bench with cushions to put there. And then I thought, what if I make it myself?
For this, you’ll need to use the cheat “bb.moveobjects” two cabinets of your choosing, and the cushions from Spa Day.
With moveobjects on, I was able to place the smallest cabinet option directly on the ground. Then, I grab a cushion, press the 9 key once, lifting it slightly, and place the cushion through the cabinet, like so.
And voila! You now have a cushioned bench with the illusion of storage, perfect for under the window usage. :)
can you recommend me some romantic comedy movies ???
Can I? CAN I? Fuck yes I can, let’s do this.
1. The Proposal
Ryan Reynolds and Sandra Bullock star in this movie about a boss from hell who is about to be deported, so she forces her assistant to marry her so that she can get a green card. This is every single fake dating fic you’ve ever read in action, as well as the enemies to lovers trope well at play. Reynolds and Bullock were bros for years before filming, and their friendship allows for ease when it comes to acting together– you can tell that they had fun filming.
This isn’t your usual rom com, in that the two lead actors and exquisite ensemble cast (including, yes, Betty White) make it so fucking funny. It’s directed by a woman, who knows what women like, but also allows her story and the characters to be smart as a whip, which is so refreshing. It follows the marriage plot pattern, but gets there in a fun, unique way that doesn’t always feel like you’re watching a rom com. Also, if you hate cheese, this movie has minimal cheese. The moments where it is cheesy are the moments when you’ll be desperate for some good ol’ fashioned love because the romantic tension is just Too Much.
I have a friend who hates romantic movies and she adores this movie. That’s how you know it’s good.
2. Bridget Jones’ Diary
Bridget Jones is about to turn thirty years old and she is still single, still chubby, and still making hella bad decisions. Enter Mark Darcy, who is an uptight, recently divorced lawyer who Bridget dislikes almost instantly due to his standoffish personality.
If you can’t tell just from this description (the love interest’s name is a pretty good clue) Bridget Jones’ Diary is just one of Colin Firth’s versions of Mr. Darcy.
The book was written by a woman, who also helped write the script, and the movie was directed by a woman as well. It’s fun, full of hijinks (and secondhand embarrassment, dear god) and everybody should watch as many Colin Firth movies as humanly possible anyways. (Hugh Grant is the Wickham character, too, which is always a bonus.)
3. Bride & Prejudice
Speaking of Pride & Prejudice adaptations, this one is one of my favorites of all time. It is a Bollywood Musical adaptation, starring the incredibly gorgeous Aishwarya Rai, who plays the Elizabeth character beautifully. This movie is a feast for the eyes– the colors are stunning, the costumes are stunning, the sights are stunning. It shows beautiful representations of familial and platonic relationships as well as romantic ones. It was also directed by a woman, and written by a husband and wife team.
There’s something so gorgeous and pure about this movie. It’s one of my favorite films of all time and I am absolutely unapologetic about that. Featuring songs such as “No Life Without Wife” and gems such as “Some women have even become… The lesbian!” This movie is, I think, a must see.
4. Notting Hill
Just one rom com variant of the famous AU that you will probably love. Hugh Grant plays a character who owns a travel bookstore. Julia Roberts plays a famous actress. When they meet by chance a few times, they slowly begin to fall for each other.
There’s something so lovely and pure about this movie. It’s just… soft and nice, like you’re drawing a warm blanket over yourself. The grand gesture at the end is fantastic, but that’s not the part that will make you watch the movie again– it’s the scenes in the middle, when Anna is staying at Will’s house and they’re growing together as friends but possibly something more. It’s just… it’s so nice. As a viewer, it feels so good.
Favorite line: “Happiness isn’t happiness without a violin playing goat.”
5. 13 Going On 30
Jenna Rink, sick of being thirteen-years-old and on the brink of adulthood, makes a wish that she could be thirty (thirty, flirty, and thriving.) When she wake sup, she’s thirty and (*gasp*) HAS BOOBS. The first thing she does, of course, is look up her best friend from childhood, who she hasn’t been friends with for years. It looks like she got her dream life, but left huge pieces of herself behind along the way.
This is the first PG-13 movie I was allowed to watch, and if I had to guess, I would say that it’s probably the movie I have watched and rewatched the most in my life. I think I can quote this movie word-for-word. It’s funny in a way that isn’t mean, which I think is very rare these days? The fact that Jenna is a thirteen year old makes the humor in this movie a delight. And the film, as a whole, has a rose colored lense that just makes the world seem prettier. Mundane things that people take for granted seem nice and fun and important. It’s weird, because I think it makes adult life seem simpler. Like… just be nice and treat other people well. Why do we over complicate it?
Also Jennifer Garner and Mark Ruffalo are both adorable. It’s the kind of movie that you watch when you’re sad, when you’re happy, when you’re sick, when you’re bored. Watching it feels warm and content. I would rec it to anybody who wants to smile.
(This list has 26 films on it so I’m putting the rest of this under a read more.)
AN: Part 9 for WF! Hellz yes! I am glad that you all have been liking the other parts, it means a lot! There will be a shift to a semi lighter tone in this chapter, as well as the introduction of a new character to this story! So, I hope you like it! *The gifs are not mine, found from google. please ignore any spelling errors! Xoxoxoxoxoxoxo :3
Your heavy eyelids lifted, revealing a world of splotched colors. Yellows, blues, greens—everything, it was all swirling like watercolors. The more you blinked, the more the blobs began to solidify into shapes, and then objects.
I actually wrote this short Tao scenario two weeks ago, but in light of recent events, it seems appropriate to post it now. I’m not going to get too deep into anything because my heart has been hurting from the entire situation but all I’m going to say is please give Tao, as well as the rest of the boys, a lot of love. Please continue to support all of them in the future as well, no matter what happens! On a lighter note, I found this gorgeous fanart that is exactly how I pictured catboy!tao in this scenario. Please enjoy. ~
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Your mind wavered in the presence of nothingness in your unconscious state, body overtaken by slumber. You breathed evenly, maintaining your unperturbed dormancy until you felt a gentle touch on your shoulder. Disregarding it, you let your mind pull you back into idleness. But you felt another touch, followed by what seemed like a nudge. You frowned in your sleep, not willing to surrender to consciousness. Another nudge, a bit firmer this time, accompanied by shaking eventually did the trick as you rubbed at your eyes, wondering what could’ve been the source of the disturbance. Blinking a few times, your heart stopped when you saw a large, dark figure looming over you. You screamed, scrambling backwards on your bed and prayed to the heavens that it wasn’t your time to go yet.
“NO WAIT! It’s just me!” yelled Tao, fumbling to turn on your lamp.
“TAO?! What are you doing?! It’s the middle of the night! You almost scared me to death!” you rambled, hand shakily placed over your heaving chest.
“I’m sorry…” he mumbled, gaze fixed on his fidgeting hands. The soft lamp light reflected over his glossy eyes and you noticed they were a bit pink.
“Is anything wrong?”
He looked at you with a pout. “I can’t sleep…”
“Did you get some warm milk?” you asked. Whenever he couldn’t sleep, it usually did the trick for him. He shook his head no. “Well, you should go make some. The milk is on the middle shelf in the fridge; just heat it up for a minute.”
“… Can you make it for me?”
You sighed, figuring that you might as well do it since you were up already.
“Okay, just give me a minute. Wait here,” you instructed, sleepily ambling out of your bedroom and into the hallway. You made your way to the fridge, grabbed the milk carton and poured the liquid in a small mug, putting it in the microwave to heat it up. It was only then that you were alert enough to realize it was heavily raining outside. Pouring, to be exact. Brilliant flashes of white danced in the otherwise dark sky, being chased by their counterparts, the booming claps dominating the dreary night. You pulled the mug out of the microwave, shuffling back to the bedroom. The light had been turned on to reveal Tao tensely resting against the backboard, ears flattened as he clutched a pillow, so you offered him a warm smile as you handed him the milk. He thanked you quietly, visibly relaxing as he sipped the milk quickly and left the empty mug on your bedside table. “Better?”
He smiled weakly, nodding. Just then, a flash of lightning caught his attention and he tensed again, grimacing when the thunder followed. “C-Can I sleep here tonight?”
At last, you understood the reason for his anxiety. “Are you afraid of the thunder?”
He frowned, ears swiveling back and forth in defense. “No.”
You smiled, amused. “It’s okay if you are. But yeah, you can sleep here,” you affirmed, turning off the bedroom light. You crawled back into bed, settling into a comfortable position. He sat awkwardly, not sure where to place himself since he seldom slept in your bed, and when he did, it was when you weren’t home. You patted the spot next to you, inviting him to lie down. He happily accepted, snuggling into your side and making you giggle. White light flooded the room for another millisecond, indicating the thunderous roar to come. Suddenly, a tremendous rumble - stronger than the previous ones - reverberated around the room, sounding as if it was going to swallow the entire house whole as it made the ground shake and windows clatter. Tao whimpered quietly, gripping onto you tighter and burying his head in the crook of your neck. “Shhhh… it’s okay.” The rain pounded relentlessly on the windows but you felt safe under your blanket cocoon. You reached over to tousle his hair a little, slowly combing out the strands with your fingers. He shifted his legs so that they wrapped around yours, and you could feel his tail brushing against your calf. It was a little comical, really; your oversized catboy was clinging onto you, his tinier owner, for dear life, afraid of being swept away with the storm. For now, you just lied there, letting his warm body lull you back to sleep.
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You felt a tickle near your neck, but you dismissed it as some stray hair being a nuisance. Something continually grazed across your neck, and it moved down to your shoulders. Confused but too tired to investigate, you inhaled deeply and tried to roll onto your side but something held you down securely. Your eyes fluttered open and you realized that Tao was still beside you. He was diligently rubbing his nose along the side of your neck, purring delightedly. You chuckled at the contact and he paused.
“You’re awake,” he commented, his cat eyes lighting up with delight.
“Good morning,” you greeted. “Did you sleep well?”
“I did. Thank you,” he replied.
You looked to your nightstand, checking your alarm clock. It read 9:57 AM. Sighing, you lifted your side of the covers to get out of bed but Tao pulled you back in, firmly maintaining you in his grasp.
“Stay,” he mumbled.
“Aren’t you hungry?” you asked.
He shook his head. “No. I just want to stay here, with you.”
You hummed, accepting to laze around just a bit longer. “5 more minutes then, because I have to go to work today,” you resolved.
He nodded, rotating you around so that you fit snugly against his chest. The soft vibrations from his purring threatened to lure you back into repose but you kept your eyes open as he slowly brushed his fingers aimlessly across your upper back. It was moments like these that made you wish you could slow down time to revel in forever.
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Note: I apologize that my blog is a mess at the moment; I’ll get it fixed up soon. Thank you for reading and I hope you’re all happy, healthy, and have a wonderful day!
Nine minutes earlier, at 8:29 pm, the Falcon 9 lifted off from SLC-40 with 11 Orbcomm OG2 satellites. This was the first time in history an orbital rocket landed successfully and recovered following launch.
a/n: i guess you could call this a slight spinoff of mr. & mrs. jeon. slight references to the series but it’s not required to read it to understand this small drabble oneshot.
word count: 1.6k
summary: “stay positive, cheesepuff. that’s how you get good days.” hitman!jimin ; slightly suggestive themes
He stepped into the small, hole-in-the-wall cafe, refusing to take off his dark sunglasses. It helped disguise the large, purple bruise that ringed his left eye as well as keeping some attention off him but it was nearly impossible with his bright orange hair.
Photos on the left: January 2015, 2 months after I got into lifting. Doing mostly high rep, low weight exercises, with lots of plyo, ab circuits every day, and only LISS cardio sessions about 4-5 times a week. Consuming around 1500-1600 calories a day.
Photos on the right: July-August 2015: 9 months into lifting, about 40 days into Crush60. Doing a combination of heavy lifting, light/moderate lifting, 1 plyo day a week, ab circuits 2 times a week, and a combination of (mostly) HIIT and LISS cardio sessions about 2-3 times a week. Consuming upwards of 2000 calories a day. Feeling stronger and healthier all the time.
One year ago today I made my tumblr. One year ago today I decided I wanted to make a change, but not necessarily for the right reasons. I just wanted to be thin again, and I was running 3 miles a day and not enjoying my workouts. I just wanted to feel confident again and even though I was losing weight, I still didn’t feel happy. I still felt unhappy with my body. I was counting calories and trying to stay within my “allowed” amount but I could tell I was beginning to have disordered thoughts, and it wasn’t helping at all.
And then I picked up weights for the first time and everything changed. For the first time I felt strong, and I wanted to get stronger. I wanted to lift heavier weights and see how hard I could push myself.
I didn’t seriously start lifting until January of this year, meaning I was putting on some serious weight and I made programs for myself with the intention to build muscle. I was incorporating the three majors lifts into my routine and I felt amazing.
Even when I relapsed back into depression and was diagnosed with another psychiatric problem, lifting was there and it kept me going. It kept me motivated, it made me happy, and the progress was keeping me afloat when I wasn’t sure I could mentally handle the rest of the school year.
One whole year later, I’m in a better place than I’ve ever been. I definitely still have struggles and am not healed, but I’m finding body peace in different ways. I might get frustrated, but I know that I’m pushing my body and the results I’m seeing are awesome. 9 months of lifting, 5 months of really putting on heavy weight, and I want to keep pushing.
I am a fighter and always have been; the love and support I’ve gotten from this community have enhanced that even more. I’m going to keep fighting everything: depression, societal standards, and myself.
The point of this is to say don’t give up. I’ve made so much progress since last June, but I’m not done. I’m going to keep going because this isn’t the end for me. My journey has only just started, and I can’t wait to get stronger in every imaginable way.