a review of rainbow now that all my thoughts are together
great opening song. a++ gravelly/sorta raw vocals. i feel like this is gonna be an especially good anthem for high schoolers tbh like it's just such a nice "it's gonna be alright" message.
let 'em talk:
2010 kesha meets 2017 kesha. play this at the club tbh. but like....a classy club, u feel me?
i'm a boy and this makes me wanna scream that i'm a motherfucking woman out the car window at random passerby
if kesha wants to start a church where they play this song i will be at every goddamn sunday mass.
what can i say about this that hasn't already been said? i am just sO PROUD OF KESHA ROSE SEBERT
learn to let go:
this is the ultimate upbeat anthem of recovery. the kind of thing that you dance to in your bedroom to feel better on a shitty day.
um???? did someone say 'sequel to past lives'??? this is just so cute y'all put it on your mixtapes and all that gay shit.
no wonder this is the mf title track. the way her voice is so genuine and kind of shaky and powerful all at once. the piano. the way it swells and grows stronger just like she's gotten stronger. this is where i died the first time tbh
hunt you down:
the "boy i'll murder you if you piss me off" anthem all the lady country singers wish they wrote
once again, a throwback to old kesha. eagles of death metal are the reason we put eagles on the list of protected animals obvi
soundtrack for the female james bond movie we all know we want
DO I NEED TO SAY ANYTHING BESIDES DOLLY PARTON
this shit is the cutest thing i've ever fuckin heard what the goddamn fuck
i could fall asleep to her voice in this song but in the best way. what a nice, soft way to end an album. a++. 10/10
Nesta took several deep breaths as she looked over her reflection. The dress she wore was a deep purple, and her hair had been neatly styled into a braided bun at the back of her head. She’d never felt so…royal. For the past three hours her and her sisters had been getting ready for this evening, and Nesta still didn’t understand what all of the fuss was about.
As beautiful as the name Starfall sounded, Nesta had absolutely no idea what to expect. Quite frankly, she was nervous, and she knew deep down it wasn’t just because of all the preparations that had been going on all afternoon.
Cassian had told her that they were mates a few days ago, and she still couldn’t fully believe it. After months of healing after the war, they had become comfortable around each other again, and she was very thankful, of course, but when he dropped this news, she had completely…panicked.
He was her mate. The male she had hated and now loved—though she hadn’t admitted it to him yet. They had gone through so much, and she realized that she shouldn’t be so shocked, but having a mate had always scared her. Having a mate was like being forced to spend the rest of your life with one person, a life where she wouldn’t be allowed to leave his side, and she wouldn’t be allowed to think about any other male—at least, that was what she thought it meant.
Warnings: NSFW, 18+, Oral (both receiving), Mentions of Alcohol, Pool Sex, Public Sex, Fingering, Hand Job
Notes: I FINISHED IT. FINALLY. I’M SORRY. This is for Dave Hodgman Week, for my precious @ninja-stiles and @maddie110201 because they are awesome. I hope this was worth the wait. This idea was hella awesome to me.
This might be a minor detail that I’m looking too far into with no merit.. but in ACOMAF when Feyre and Rhysand are in the inn, Rhysand doesn’t hand Feyre the food he brings up. He puts it on the bed. Would handing her the food have sealed the mating bond? It’s confirmed that a female offering her mate food means the female accepts the mating bond but I don’t know that it touched on it the other way around. And if so, Rhysand intentionally did NOT offer Feyre the food because he’s just too damn good for this world and didn’t want to lock her into something she didn’t know about yet. And if that is indeed the case, Rhys is just too perfect and caring and it kills me.
I know Rhys gets SOME bad blood from some people for not telling her right away but I personally believe he was just trying to do the right thing. He didn’t want to rush her into a mating bond. She needed time to heal her heart. It’s admirable really. Imaging having to control yourself for 5??? Months?? When your mate, your soul bonded partner is literally breathing because you saved their life, letting your mate live with the one she loves with you silently pine and try to let her live her life and tell yourself she’s happy? If that is not the definition of perfection and patience or even admirable, I don’t know what is.
5 love lines/moments in books that got me right in the fucking heart (male character edition) SPOILERS
5.) Origin by Jennifer L. Armentrout
“There’re eighty-six thousand, four hundred seconds in a day, right? There’re one thousand, four hundred and forty minutes in a day.” Her brow knitted. “Okay. I’ll take your word for it.” “I’m right.” I tapped my finger against my head. “A lot of useless knowledge up here. Anyway, are you following me? There’re one hundred and sixty-eight hours in a week. Around eighty-seven hundred and then some hours in a year, and you know what?” She smiled. “What?” “I want to spend every second, every minute, every hour with you.” Part of me couldn’t believe something that cheesy had come out of my mouth, but it was also so beauti fully true. “I want a year’s worth of seconds and minutes with you. I want a decade’s worth of hours, so many that I can’t add them up.” Her chest rose sharply as she stared at me, eyes widening. I took one more step and then went down on one knee in front of her, in a towel. Probably should have put some pants on. “Do you want that?” I asked. Kat’s eyes met mine, and the answer was immediate. “Yes. I want that. You know I want that.” “Good.” My lips curved up. “So let’s get married.”
4.) Anna and the French Kiss by Stephanie Perkins
“Say my name again,” he whispers.
I close my eyes and lean forward. “Étienne.”
He takes my hands into his.Those perfect hands, that fit mine just so. “Anna?”
Our foreheads touch. “Yes?”
“Will you please tell me you love me? I’m dying here.”
3.)Raze by Tillie Cole
“My Kisa-Anna… my solnyshko… God put a piece of your blue eyes in mine so we would always know we matched…”
2.) Unravel Me/Ignite Me by Tahereh Mafi
“You destroy me.“ "Juliette,” he says and he mouths the name, barely speaking at all, and he’s pouring molten lava into my limbs and I never even knew I could melt straight to death. “I want you,” he says. He says “I want all of you. I want you inside and out and catching your breath and aching for me like I ache for you.” He says it like it’s a lit cigarette lodged in his throat, like he wants to dip me in warm honey and he says “It’s never been a secret. I’ve never tried to hide that from you. I’ve never pretended I wanted anything less.” “You-you said you wanted f-friendship-” “Yes,” he says, he swallows, “I did. I do. I do want to be your friend. He nods and I register the slight movement in the air between us. ”I want to be the friend you fall hopelessly in love with. The one you take into your arms and into your bed and into the private world you keep trapped in your head. I want to be that kind of friend,“ he says. "The one who will memorize the things you say as well as the shape of your lips when you say them. I want to know every curve, every freckle, every shiver of your body, Juliette-” “No,” I gasp. “Don’t-don’t s-say that-” “I want to know where to touch you,” he says. “I want to know how to touch you. I want to know how to convince you to design a smile just for me.” I feel his chest rising, falling, up and down and up and down and “Yes,” he says. “I do want to be your friend.” He says “I want to be your best friend in the entire world.” “I want so many things,” he whispers. “I want your mind. Your strength. I want to be worth your time.” His fingers graze the hem of my top and he says “I want this up.” He tugs on the waist of my pants and says “I want these down.” He touches the tips of his fingers to the sides of my body and says, “I want to feel your skin on fire. I want to feel your heart racing next to mine and I want to know it’s racing because of me, because you want me. Because you never,” he says, he breathes, “never want me to stop. I want every second. Every inch of you. I want all of it.” And I drop dead, all over the floor. “Juliette.” I can’t understand why I can still hear him speaking because I’m dead, I’m already dead, I’ve died over and over and over again. He swallows, hard, his chest heaving, his words a breathless, shaky whisper when he says “I’m so-I’m so desperately in love with you-”
OH! AND LET’S NOT FORGET
“Did you know,” he’s whispering, “that I wake up, every morning, convinced you’ll be gone?”
Wake up, I keep telling myself. Wake up. Pay attention.
“That all of this,” he says, “these moments, will be confirmed as some kind of extraordinary dream? But then I hear you speak to me,” he says. “I see the way you look at me and I can feel how real it is. I can feel the truth in your emotions, and in the way you touch me,” he whispers, the back of his hand brushing my cheek.
My eyes flicker open. I blink once, twice.
His lips are set in a soft smile.
“Aaron,” I whisper.
“I love you,” he says.
My heart no longer fits in my chest.
“Everything looks so different to me now,” he says. “It feels different. It tastes different. You brought me back to life.” He’s quiet a moment. “I have never known this kind of peace. Never known this kind of comfort. And sometimes I am afraid,” he says, dropping his eyes, “that my love will terrify you.”
1.) A Court of Mist and Fury by Sarah J. Maas
(BASICALLY ALL OF CHAPTER 54 SO I’LL JUST PUT THE BEGINNING AND END)
Rhys straightened. ”You’d- make me food?“ "Heat,” I said. “I can’t cook.” It didn’t seem to make a difference. But whatever it was, the act of offering him food… I dumped some cold soup into a pan and lit the burner. “I don’t know the rules,” I said, my back to him. “So you need to explain them to me.” He lingered in the center of the cabin, watching my every move. He said hoarsely, “It’s an… important moment when a female offers her mate food. It goes back to whatever beats we were a long, long time ago. But it still matters. The first time matters. Some mated pairs will make an occasion of it- throwing a party just so the female can formally offer mate food… That’s usually done amongst the wealthy. But it means that the female… accepts the bond.” I stared into the soup. “Tell me the story- tell me everything.” He understood my offer: tell me while I cooked, and I’d decide at the end whether or not to offer him that food.”
But I couldn’t…I couldn’t stop being around you, and loving you, and wanting you. I still can’t stay away.”
– “You love me?” Rhys nodded. And I wondered if love was too weak a word for what he felt, what he’d done for me. For what I felt for him. I set the bowl down before him. “Then eat.”
There is only one princess in the Disney tales, one girl who gets to be exalted. Princesses may confide in a sympathetic mouse or teacup, but they do not have girlfriends. God forbid Snow White should give Sleeping Beauty a little support. Let’s review: princesses avoid female bonding. Their goals are to be saved by a prince, get married, and be taken care of the rest of their lives.
Peggy Orenstein, Cinderella Ate My Daughter: Dispatches from the Frontlines of the New Girlie-Girl Culture
Is it just me or is there more testosterone than usual in
the Arrow lair these days? As much as I
love Oliver and Dig (and tolerate the newbies), I’ve missed having Thea and Lyla around. We also have yet to see much interaction between Felicity and Evelyn.
There aren’t many people that Felicity can really turn to
these days to communicate how she’s feeling, especially since Oliver and Dig
are preoccupied with their own issues. Seriously, the writers have admitted
that OTA is the “secret sauce.” Slather it all over this season and give us
what we love already, damn it!
Anyway, casting my fan fury aside, it would be so nice if Felicity
had a female BFF. Even when Thea, Laurel, Lyla, and Sara were in the lair, we got very
little interaction. Curtis has been there for Felicity, but he’s clearly
distracted being Mr. Terrific. Plus, there are just some things women can only
discuss with each other. I doubt this
will ever happen, but I thought it’d be fun to think up a list of questions a
female BFF would ask Felicity in Season 5. We’d probably get some really
truthful confessions and juicy deets!
~“Are you sleeping? Are you eating enough? Why do you look so upset all the time? Talk to me!”
~“You’re in fabulous shape. Have you been working
out? Who’s your trainer?”
~“Your eyes still light up when talking about
Oliver. Are you two getting back
~“Girl, why are you dating that sloppy detective
with the small hands? You could do so
much better. Run!”
~“Cute shoes! Where did you get them?”
~“I love your lipstick, but it’s smudged. Did you make a ‘mistake’ with Oliver again?”
~“Are you going to try and get your company
back? That Mr. Dennis was such a jerk.
Totally threatened by you!”
~“Are you starting your own company? I think it’s a fabulous idea.”
you should grow your hair out. Don’t you
miss your long, luxurious golden locks? I’d kill for your hair.”
inventions have you been working on? Can you please invent a program that does
automatic background checks on my dating app matches? Too many creeps out there. Speaking of
creeps, that detective…”
~“Seriously, when are you and Mayor Handsome getting
back together? Better get your man
before someone else does.”
~“Felicity, you are awesome. Want a hug?”
Feel free to add on to the list, guys! Make it as fun or serious as you want.
Cancer people are homebodies at heart, even if they’re out and about in the working world or the queen bees of their social hives. They love returning to a space that they can call their own.
Home and deep bonds, especially female ones, keep them feeling secure.
Many Cancers are passionate foodies who love to cook and of course, eat!
Many Crabs love to host their own house parties for a regular crew.
Creative Cancers are the ultimate culture vultures, always up on the latest Michelin-starred restaurant, new band or raved-about independent film.
Petition for Black Siren to join Legends of Tomorrow with a redemption arc and have interesting scenes with Sara Lance and maybe awesome female bonding. And Sara could be the one to teach her how to get past the darkness.
Happy Valentine’s Day from the Scientific Pokédex!
If love is in the air today, Luvdisc won’t be far away. This heart-shaped fish pokémon seeks out and swims after couples in love. But how does it find them?
Many fish, surprisingly enough, have a keen sense of smell. Salmon quite literally sniff their way back to the river they were born in during mating season. Other fish will sniff out immune system genes before picking potential mates. And sharks, of course, can detect one drop of blood in one million drops of water, and smell it over a quarter mile away.
It comes from having two nostrils: The fish will compare the smell (or concentration) of whatever its smelling, and will turn in the direction that has a larger concentration of the odorant. We have two nostrils that do the same, but perhaps it’s easier to think of it like your ears. By picking which ear has the louder sound, humans are able to locate the source of the sound. Sharks, salmon, and luvdisc do the same for smell.
But this, of course, leads to the question of what is it, exactly, that luvdisc is smelling? As it turns out, that happiness, cuddliness, lustfulness and all of those feelings associated with love can be tracked through chemicals called hormones. For example:
Lust and sex drive is driven primarily by testosterone and estrogen.
Dopamine, serotonin and adrenaline are behind the happy, energetic initial attraction in love. Dopamine can also be triggered by many addictive drugs, and is responsible for feelings of pleasure. Serotoninis associated with happiness, and is thought to be responsible for why that person keeps showing up in your thoughts. Adrenaline causes your heart to race, your palms to sweat, and gives you a rush of energy.
Finally, long-term attachment and bonds are formed through chemicals such as oxytocin and vasopressin. Oxytocin is a powerful chemical that strengthens romantic bonds as well as parental bonds. Female rats injected with oxytocin, for example, would start protecting and cuddling other females’ baby rats. Vasopressin is also important in long-term bonds. When the male in a prairie vole couple was given a drug to suppress vasopressin, he almost immediately lost all devotion to his partner and failed to defend her from new suitors.
So Luvdisc can detect at least one of these hormones, and when it smells it in the water it will swim after it. Perhaps luvdisc can absorb these hormones, which give it the same feelings of happiness that the source experiences. It would be in small concentrations, but would possibly give luvdisc the same chemical “high” as an addictive drug which also trigger these hormones. In any case, luvdisc is a strange pokémon to say the least, but one appropriate to analyze on Valentine’s Day.
Luvdisc can smell “love” hormones such as dopamine, serotonin, and oxytocin in the water, and will follow these smells to their source.
…Sisterhood is the bonding of those who are oppressed by definition. Although males in oppressed classes and groups have often called each other “brother,” there is nothing inherent in the term that signals bonding against oppression, since men are not victimized as men. In fact, as a term for relationship of males to each other, signifying the higher caste in sexually hierarchical society, the term really points to the phenomenon of male bonding which Lionel Tiger has analyzed as a way of keeping men always on top. [Footnote: By contrast, sisterhood does point directly to the revolutionary phenomenon of the bonding of those who have been conditioned to be divided against each other — a bonding that signals revolt and is in itself the beginning of liberation.] The new sisterhood is not mere incorporation into a brotherhood, as for example religious “sisters” have been incorporated in a particular way into the brotherhood of the church. [Footnote: In contrast to this, it is an active effort to heal the duality within the female self.] Rather than meaning delusory incorporation into the “brotherhood of man,” it implies standing apart. It provides the only realistic basis for accepting fraternity, since without it women are thrown back into the emotional dependence upon men which the prevailing social arrangements demand… Since the new bonding says No to a social order that has prevailed from time immemorial, the word “sisterhood” says revolution.
— Mary Daly, Beyond God The Father: Toward a Philosophy of Women’s Liberation, Chapter 2, “Exorcising Evil From Eve: The Fall Into Freedom”. Beacon Press, 1973.
Mads Mikkelsen: “I’ve heard that Daniel Craig wants to quit, although he might change his mind. But if Daniel does not, it’d be wonderful if Gillian Anderson was the next Bond. I love her. That’d be a real revolution, and it’d be fascinating.”