For the youtuber au, imagine them going on a trip or something and vlogging the whole thing
they’d go to europe to see some of their online friends that they’ve never met in person, they hit up france and do all the dumb touristy things, they were up at the top of notre dame when the bells started ringing and peter keeps shouting into the camera after they leave
wade insists on going down into the catacombs and then gets freaked out, they both agree to ditch the tour early and run back to the surface
they both take forever to actually eat since they both have to take a million pictures of the food and post it on all their social media accounts, peter seriously considers going broke and just buying out every desert they have in a little pastry shop in nice
wade has to explain all the french things peter doesn’t get, like the green cross is for pharmacies here, not weed, and you have to say bonjour to people when you walk into a store because its polite, and all the houses still look like that because france is very fond of their stonework aesthetic, and there’s no elevators because most of these places were built before electricity peter
and everywhere they go peter is so damn happy that wade knows fluent french, because french is an impossible garbage aesthetic language and it never sounds how it’s written
peter sends his aunt postcards from every city they visit, it was raining when they went to see the eiffel tower, so they couldn’t get any good pictures
peter is so happy to be home and his cat scratches the both of them for leaving her with aunt may for so long, peter sleeps for about a week while wade puts together a highlights video for their trip
i am….. LIVING for the influx of twewy fanart now. we were living in such a wasteland for so long……. we were withering…….. but squeenix has watered our crops and banished the plagues and we can live in good spirits once again
Hey guys! I’m back! Thank you for all the positive feedback last time. I hope you’ll like this story too. It’s a one-shot for now, but I’m not opposed to continuing it if people want me to. So just leave me a message or whatever if you’re interested in more.
Alright, what you need to know before you read this story:
- It happens after Beca and Chloe’s shower incident but before she auditions for the Bellas. - Amy and Beca are already friends.
Why the fuck is she here? She’s asked herself that question about a million times so far. The answer’s simple, really. She lost a bet.
She lost a stupid fucking bet and now she has to deal with the consequences. She wasn’t going to, because who cares, right? Apparently, Amy cares. She cares so much that she followed Beca here and is now inside the premises keeping an eye on her, making sure she’s actually doing it.
Which is just great.
“Hey shorty, think you gonna find yourself a hot guy today?” The other girl asks then, moving to stand next to her, scanning the room herself.
“That’s not what I’m here for.” She responds, shooting her friend a warning glare.
“Oh okay, cool, yeah. So some hot chicks then, huh?”
Les luttes de L'Amour - The Struggles of Love Part 1
Christian was my first real love. We went to the same school and became close when we sat next to each other in English. It was my favourite subject at that time mainly just so i could talk to him.
He finally asked me out one evening at a supported study class we took after school (for extra learning so we were prepared for exams)
I was at my locker putting away my books then he came up behind me and told me how much he liked me and wanted to take me out for lunch. After that we were our schools favourite couple, we just went so well together and we both very much cared for the other that is until after three years where we ended it. It broke my heart into a million pieces.
was having a rough morning and debated skipping my noon hot yoga class. my afternoon became a million times better after I allowed myself that time for me.
so, here’s your sign - go to the yoga class, or practice in your home. go for the run you’re dragging yourself to get to. lift the weights you don’t feel like touching. if you know in your gut that that is the best way to honor yourself today & you just don’t want to, please go do it for you
Here after Dan's live chat...I swear to God when someone in the chat asked about L.P's situation and he said he was exhausted of Christmas, because of gamingmass and, bare with me, I heard him saying gay people bloopers. I rewind that a million times just to be sure he did say it and I was sitting there in my room completely silent.... Don't know if any of this make sense but my heart surely stopped beating after hearing those words
Did Dan say “Gay people bloopers” in his live show at 20:35 when he’s talking about how his holidays were??
sounds like he said that lol either that or “gave”
Zombie Performed by The Cranberries Written by Dolores O’Riordan
From Wikipedia: Zombie is a protest song written about the 1993 IRA bombing in Warrington, England, in memory of two young victims, Jonathon Ball and Tim Barry. Released in September of ‘94 as the lead single from The Cranberries second studio album, No Need to Argue. It reached number one on the charts in Australia, Belgium, France, Denmark and Germany, peaking at number 18 on the US Mainstream Top 40 chart (number one on the US Alternative chart). At the time of me writing this, the video is one of the 250 most viewed videos on YouTube, with over 660 million views.
On this particular day, the day after Ms O’Riordan’s death, why Zombie? Why not something pretty like Linger? Well, that’s easy. Sometimes, a band makes a song that sounds like no other song they’ve done previously. Not to say that all of their work sounds the same, there’s a clear variance in their other works. But nothing else that The Cranberries had produced up to and including that time sounded like Zombie. It’s an angry grunge sound for which some anger needed to be let loose.
This song… This beautiful protest of violence in the name of Irish independence. I don’t have the words to sell someone on it that hasn’t heard it. Ms O’Riordan’s voice would be all that I’d need if I hadn’t heard it. Linger is sweet and pretty. Telling me that that voice growls out a chorus that would make Courtney Love green with envy? I’m sold.
From SongFacts: On August 31, 1994, Just a few weeks after this song was released, the IRA declared a ceasefire after 25 years of conflict, leading some critics of The Cranberries to wonder if the IRA was willing to call a truce to make sure the group didn’t release any more songs about them.
After Sensei died, did you guys considered the possibility of trying to bring him back? Like idk ask Renet to travel to the past and change things or sthg ? (Just a question, not trying to offense. We all miss him a lot 😔)
You think we haven’t thought about that a million times?
There’s also the fact that we’ve tried to help him cheat death at least twice already. There’s the theory that maybe, just maybe, you can’t cheat death all the time. Some events aren’t meant to be changed.
One of the best things about being an actor is hopefully, if the opportunity comes up, you can be anything you want to be. I always say my dream would be something like a Million Dollar Baby, where you have to really learn something else, learn to be somebody else that’s so different, that you might never, ever have learned or known. It’s such a privilege of the job if that comes up.
Happy Birthday,Natalia Dyer! (b. January 13, 1995)
The cruelest thing that someone can do to you is first claim to love you more than anything in the world. That they have never seen anything as exquisite as you. That you are every star in the night sky, you have a love to give sweeter than any they have ever tasted. That they will never leave you, because my goodness, look at what all you have to give, they are content, they are content, they are content. And then one day, out of the blue they do.
The cruelest thing that someone can do to you is lull you into a false sense of security. Convince you that this, this is the forever love you have been looking for. This is the kind of love you needed all this time, the kind of love you have craved and let you get comfortable in it because it will last, it will last, it will last. And then, one day, they wrap all of their love into a bundle and walk away without a second glance back at you.
The cruelest thing someone can do is convince you that you will be enough for them. That there will never be another that makes them feel this way, play with their hair, tease them, make them coffee in the morning just the way they like it, you are a language that has become their mothertongue, and one cannot forget their mothertongue. And then, one day, they forget all about you, like you never existed and you are left with this language in your mouth that no one else speaks.
The cruelest thing someone can do is simply leave without warning after promising you a life together. They take this soft heart of yours and love it until it’s so full only to throw it to the ground and crush it into a million pieces. They take everything you built together and take a hammer to it like it is nothing but a glass house that is meant to be destroyed. This is the cruelest thing that someone can do to you. Disappear without a warning when they swore they would love you.
Nikita Gill, The Cruelest Thing Someone Can Do To You
genre- roommate!au, major fluff and a sprinkle of angst
word count- 13.4k
a/n- testing out different styles of writing! so this may be a tad different than my usual angst-y writing.
summary- life could have been so much better if you didn’t end up living with him because then you wouldn’t have to sign a stupid contract to help you sleep better at night.
The dorm smelled like old wood and a fresh start.
Walking into the depths of your new home, even if it was temporary, seemed surreal— too surreal. Ever since you were little in a small town, the one thing that you looked forward to was growing up and being able to live without the rules invoked by your parents along with them breathing down your neck, expecting for the best from you.
“I don’t think anyone can prepare themselves for what stardom brings. It’s a sticky thing. After doing it all these years, it just comes with the job and what I do. And it’s just part of who I am now. It never stopped being fun for me. I really always like what I did. I get to perform in front of millions and millions of people. It’s never gotten to a point where it wasn’t fun.”
Since a lot of people seemed to enjoy my Morning Routine for a Busy Witch, I’ve decided to write out my nighttime routine. Again, this post is only for ideas, and there’s no need to do this every night.
Tea is my absolute go-to for nighttime calm.
Herbal teas that don’t have caffeine, but can still calm you, include: chamomile, lavender, rose, valerian (do not take while already on a sedative), lemon balm, spearmint, sage, licorice root, rooibos, and blackberry leaves.
A lot of these herbs, such as chamomile, will also help you digest if you drink the tea after dinner.
Green teas do have a bit of caffeine, but can be very calming. I’ll often drink sencha at night.
Light a scented candle. Any floral scent, like the ones listed above, will help you relax before bed.
Baths and showers will not only relax your muscles, but also calm your mind. I personally refuse to bed with wet hair, so I usually take a bath with some scented candles lit and low light.
This has been said a million times before, but baths and showers make great cleansing rituals. Imagine scrubbing off your biggest worries and watching them swirl down the drain along with the soap bubbles.
When you rub on lotion, draw some sigils or runes on your skin before rubbing them in.
If you have a cleansing spray or air freshener, now is the time to use it. What better way to end the day than cleansing your house and having the air feel fresh?
If possible, go outside and sit with the moon for five minutes. I don’t know what it is about moonlight–it just heals the mind.
I struggle to do this myself, but in the best case scenario, it’d be great to wash your dishes before going to bed. It is so nice to wake up to a clean kitchen. Picking up clothes off the floor and throwing them into a hamper also greatly improves your morning. When your space is less cluttered, your mind is less cluttered.
Give a tiny offering before going to bed. It can be something you can leave overnight, such as water, salt, or herbs. It’s low-effort, spiritually attuning, and helps you feel satisfied with your day before bed.
I don’t personally do this, but I know a lot of people will meditate or stretch before bed. I find that grounding exercises also relax me before bed.
This is a personal routine of mine: I use a lavender salve I made and rub it on the bottom of my feet before bed. The lavender helps calm the body, and according to reflexology, your feet are connected to the rest of your body. Not to mention your feet get sore after a long day! Rubbing the salve on your feet will help you sleep.
You can do the same thing with lotion, preferably lavender scented.
I used to rub on hand cream before bed, and that helped me relax as well.
You can give your face a steam bath by boiling some water and adding a drop of essential oil into it, then bathing yourself in the steam. I’m wary of adding essential oil to my cooking pot because not all of them are edible, so I usually transfer the boiling water to another bowl and then add the essential oil. Still works like a charm.
When you get in bed, read something. Even like two minutes of reading will help calm you and (hopefully) make you drowsy. Unless you’re SUPER into the book. Then don’t read at night. Read something boring, like your homework.
Placing one of these crystals under your pillow may help you sleep: amethyst, labradorite, jade, black tourmaline, clear or rose quartz, selenite, or hematite.
Some people will place bags of pine, thyme, lavender, eucalyptus, or other calming herbs beneath their pillow. If you do this, be extra careful with how you bag them! My cousin ended up getting pine needles all over her bed because they weren’t secure. Use a ziploc bag or envelope to contain the herbs.
Man, could you imagine me doing all of this every night? No way! But these are fun things to consider when you want to clear your mind before bed. Happy witching! ✩°｡⋆⸜(ू｡•ω•｡)
Probably the most talked about singer for the past, I don’t know, two days?
Listen, Tumblr. I’m gonna get straight to the point. You’re fucked. Very little information has been shown to the public eye and everybody, Crybaby or no Crybaby, is taking it apart and tearing everyone with the opposite opinion down.
Support Melanie and still love her music? yOu’Re sUppoRtiNg a rApisT! VIctiM SHamEr!
Support Timothy and broke every thing you have related to Melanie? fUCk mElaNIe hAh heR MusIc was WeiRd fRom tHE STaRt gO chEck oUt pOppY aND mAriNA
Not taking sides but still listening to her music as it is genuinely good, as I am right now? yOurE A PiEce oF sHIt yOUR IdOl is a RapIst
I went through the Melanie Martinez hashtag and it’s the same thing.
“Our hearts go out to you Timothy! Stay strong!”
“This is why rape victims can’t tell anybody.”
“/some long list of artists/“
“If you listen to Melanie, it’s okay. Don’t feel guilty. There’s a difference between the music an artist makes and the artist themselves.”
But I only came across two posts that were eerily similar to mine. But, instead, both sugarcoating their words because remember folks, this is Tumblr. The site where you can’t breathe if you’re not a liberal or share the same ideas as anybody else without being.. what’s the word? A rapist? Why, no of course not that’s Melanie! A racist? No, that’s Trump. Ah, a fucking misogynistic, homophobic, asshole!
Thats a post for another day on a more serious account, and what I really wanted to say is: Melanie Martinez is innocent until proven guilty. Believe it or not, she’s human. Yeah, sure, go Timothy! Do your thing, girl! Promote your album the day after accusing Melanie of rape when you know you just gained a ton of followers! Sure!
Timothy is most definitely not crying, probably contemplating suicide.
You know who could be doing that? I’ll give you a hint. It’s not Timothy or the people who burned, ripped, sliced, broke, or/and threw Melanie merchandise.
She’s probably so upset about this. I can’t imagine, having millions of fans who related to you on a personal level because maybe they too were bullied as a child. Want me to repeat that? Melanie Martinez, bullied as a child. Maybe like you. She was able to put all of her energy and happiness into photography and music, and she found others who were able to relate to her because they too struggled as she did.
But low and behold, the single, but very detailed, tweet came out and before Melanie could even respond you guys were ripping your T-Shirts and burning holes through the iconic Pity Party cover.
I’m more disappointed of the Internet than Melanie herself. When the full case comes out, and I really do hope it does so Timothy and Melanie can meet in court and settle things, then I’ll take the side of whoever was the true one.
No, I do not support rape or any type of assault. No, I do not like the idea of Melanie doing what she was accused of. And no, I certainly do not like people lying about rape because it just makes it so much worse for actual rape victims. And no, I do not have a sob story about how I was raped like apparently every other Tumblr user who shared their opinion. And God, no, I won’t sugarcoat my words.
I don’t know if any of you remembered, but there was this football player, I forgot his name, but he was accused of raping this small, frail girl. Of course, the court believed the victim over him despite him having great grades and always being seen and known for his positivity.
He was sent to jail for years. His dreams of becoming a profrsssional football player were crushed because of the stupidest accusation made by some teenage girl.
Melanie Martinez’s career is over. Something she worked so hard to build. I understand the sudden negativity towards her, but do not cyberbully her or her fans.
Please just wait for details and then we’ll see what happens from then on.