another one for the road

ok but rich girl’s parents are out of town and instead of throwing a party she orders a pizza and gets ready to spend the night alone stuffing her face… while she’s waiting for her food to arrive, weird news reports start popping up about people eating people/crazy attacks in her city. the pizza guy shows up and rings her doorbell furiously begging for her to let him in because a walker is after him. they end up staying together partly because he’s terrified to go back out there and partly because she doesn’t want to be alone. they end up sticking together and bonding in the big mansion as the world falls apart around them, but then they’re forced to go out on the road and protect themselves/one another because they’ve started to really care about one another and !!!!! 

private teacher warning signs. If your private teacher is doing many of these things at once, do not be afraid to find someone new. It does not matter how good they are at their instrument if they are not a good teacher committed to helping you grow. These primarily apply to people who are not in college for music yet, but in some extreme circumstances a professor could be just as guilty and it might be time to transfer.

-Saying things “I wish I had never gone into music,” and intently discouraging you from pursuing music. You want someone who actively loves their instrument. 

- Telling you things like, “Oh, you’ll never make it,” or, “no, you can’t do that.” without any advice on how to improve or work towards said goal. Honesty is one thing, but complete rejection is another.  While telling you things like “the road will be hard” is honesty, telling you you aren’t good enough is not constructive if they see that you are set on it.

-Never letting you move on or work on something else or be “done” with a piece until it is their incredibly specific idea of “perfect” while simultaneously giving you only vague ideas of how to fix something. (ex: I don’t like the way you played this measure here. fix it for next week. next week rolls around, they have something else incredibly minor and specific. and so on) 

-stopping you every five seconds while you play something for them. A good teacher should allow you to play large chunks to get an accurate picture of your musicality and musical intent, rather than stopping you at every single mistake (ie, you played that one eighth note too short, wrong, do it again.) The exception would be if there is an outright mistake that consistently happens every time you play.

-never saying anything positive, EVER. This is the biggest warning sign. If a teacher has nothing but criticism to offer (especially non-constructive criticism), they are taking something out on you. Yes, constructive criticism is expected and necessary to improve your playing. However a teacher should also tell you what you’re doing right, or you might feel like you’re never improving.

Argument

Originally posted by magixtic

MATURE

Arguing with Jay was an unpleasant experience. Thankfully, it was something that you rarely experienced. Jay was always the chill, loving boyfriend. He very rarely got angry (at you, anyway), but when he did nothing could stop him. He became someone you barely recognized during arguments.

You knew that Jay would never hurt you. But fights always drained you. You tended to avoid them whenever possible. However, it seemed as if this fight was unavoidable. Tensions had been running high between you and Jay for the past few weeks. It seemed as if one bump in the road after another was continually plaguing the two of you. And what was supposed to be a fun, opportunistic evening for the two of you ended in a shouting match.

It had all begun a few weeks prior to the event. Jay had been working on a new music video with a model who was very obvious in her intentions. She completely disregarded your presence and continually threw herself at Jay. He was sure that you were just jealous and had been quick to put you at ease. However, as he continued working with her, your unease only grew. The weeks had been full of tense conversations about boundaries and outside respect for your relationship. But the tipping point didn’t come until you actually arrived at the event.

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I assert once again as a truth to which history as a whole bears witness that men may second their fortune, but cannot oppose it; that they may weave its warp, but cannot break it. Yet they should never give up, because there is always hope, though they know not the end and more towards it along roads which cross one another and as yet are unexplored; and since there is hope, they should not despair, no matter what fortune brings or in what travail they find themselves.
—  Niccolo Machiavelli 

I miss Dreamworks making historical animated films.  Prince of Egypt is AMAZING (still their best movie EVER), Joseph King of Dreams is awesome, Spirit Stallion of the Cimarron is great, Sinbad is really good too, The Road to El Dorado was another great one (minus the worshiping white men thing) that the people of color are historically accurate and BROWN and NOT stereotypes/caricatures is fantastic, I REALLY thought they’d continue with that, keep making those gorgeous 2D animated films based on history, that should have been their thing.  But then we got Shrek and it was all downhill from there.

In Time

[Pairing; Shane McMahon X Reader]


     “Shane, stop. You don’t want to do this. You know what you’re risking.” I said, pushing myself further and further up his desk, away from his hold. “I know what I’m missing. That’s for sure.” He laughed out. “You’re telling me that you don’t feel this, too?” Shane said, dropping his shoulders.. now thinking he might have taken it a little too far.

     “No! You know that’s not what I’m saying.” Shane and I have had.. something.. for a while now. Flirting, teasing, and all is dealt every time we see one another. The problem is, is every time we see one another- someone else sees us. “You know if we go down this road, what they’ll say.” I said, a little more hateful than it was meant to be. “It’s not you. It’s.. this company.” I could see him thinking, in the changes of his face.

      “Every title shot I’m given, every match.. It’ll all be ‘handed to me’, if we do this.” I beckoned, trying to reason. “I worked way too hard.. and I can’t..”

      “(Y/N).” Shane whispered out, into the dimly-lit office. I sat upon his desk and he had now made his way over. His thighs knocked at my door, asking to let him in- between my knees. I opened and he was standing inches away. “We don’’t have to tell anyone.. If that’s what you want.” His offer teased against my neckline. “I understand. But at least give me a chance, first. Please.” Shane finished, kissing the smallest, faintest kiss along my cheek.

     Without control, my palm met his cheek and I fell to his wish. “Kiss me.” I said, even quieter than he had just tried. I knew what I wanted. Who. Starting a relationship with my boss wasn’t the best thing to do, but I could let fate do it’s own job, for now. A weak, knowing smile overcame his lips before he put them to mine.

    I felt Shane’s teeth nip at my bottom lip, pulling my lower pout into his mouth. His hands clung to my hips, pulling my waist into his. Pulling away at the worst time, he sighed. “God, I had to wait this long to figure out you had the softest lips on the planet.” My core lit up with the compliment, making me blush instantly. I slapped his shoulder, and brushed past him. “We have to go back to work.” I said, shy-ish and giddy- like a school girl.

     Shane stepped behind me to his office door, pushing against it as I tried to pry it from it’s place. I was smaller than him, and fighting just his one arm above my head wasn’t easy. “Are you sure you don’t want to stay? It was just getting good there.” Shane joked, pulling his other arm around my stomach. “I’d love to see what surprises you’re full of. You know.. now that we’re dating, and all.” He whispered into the back layers of my hair, and I could hear his smile.

     “Guess you’ll just have to find out in time.” I smiled back, pulling the door open and leaving him to his office.

[that gif has always been shitty but at the same time A FUCKING BLESSING. this is just a little something provoked by @welshwitch5 for all of you who sees Shane as a total babe. [Tagging; @hardcorewwetrash​, @screamersdontdance​, @leelakoiwolff​, @crookedmoonsaultpunk​, @llowkeys​, @daintymissdevitt​, @imaginingwwesuperstars​, @imagines–assemble​, @justrae9903​, @imapradagirl​, @thatonegirloncealways​, @the-switchblade-princess​, @livingthestrongstyle​, @smutwwe​, @beckybadlasslynch​, @lclb12​, @hiitsmecharlie​, @amaranthine-reign​, @sailing–soul​, @sammiielli​, @macfizzle​, @wrasslesmut​, @pimpcess19​, @roleplayeroftheyear​, @allgirlswrestlingclub​, @alexahood21​, @mistressbalor​, @banrioncethlenn​, @helluvawriter​, @emmarablack​, @fergal-reyes​, @wwe-smutfics​, @wwesmutandstuff​, @wwereaderinserts​, @lavitabella87​, @valeonmars​, @nickysmum1909​, @darlingkatrina​, @oraclegazes​, @mimicthephoenix​, @m-a-t-91​, @lisamalice​, @darnoam​, @writergrrrl29knits​, @lolabradbury​, @kinghelmsley​, @dolph-wwe​, @withwordslikeweapons​, @karaboomhower​, @xbulletclubtrashx​, @fmlallthewayup​, @ambootyos​.] 

anonymous asked:

Prompt: Ginny has a panic attack that sets off an asthma attack when she and Mike are rooming next to one another on a road trip.

Mike learnt fairly early on in his career that for some fucking reason, the hotel rooms in Pittsburgh always have ridiculously thin walls. It doesn’t matter what hotel they stay at — thin walls are basically guaranteed.

Mike’s honestly not looking forward to it. It was easier when he was younger and could play three games back to back on a handful of hours of sleep, but. Now that he’s older and needs at least eight hours to feel like his knees aren’t gonna shatter if he stands up?

Pittsburgh’s thin walls are pretty much one sure fire way to guarantee that he’s really not looking forward to the next week or so.

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The signs as 2015 boy groups debuts

Aries: Road Boyz

Taurus: Monsta X

Gemini: Seventeen

Cancer: Romeo

Leo: Up10tion

Virgo: HeartB

Libra: Snuper

Scorpio: M.A.P6

Sagittarius: iKON

Capricorn: DAY6

Aquarius: A6P

Pisces: N.Flying

Life is complex.
Each one of us must make his own path through life. There are no self-help manuals, no formulas, no easy answers. The right road for one is the wrong road for another… The journey of life is not paved in blacktop; it is not brightly lit, and it has no road signs. It is a rocky path through the wilderness.
—  M. Scott Peck

Diarmuid and Gráinne

Travelling through Ireland, you will see beautiful stone shapes called dolmens. A Dolmen is two massive, long tables of limestone. Over them as a kind of shelter is placed another giant cap stone. In the Celtic tradition these were known as  ‘Leaba Dhiarmada agus Gráinne’, i.e. the bed of Diarmuid and Gráinne. The legend tell that Gráinne was to marry Fionn, chief of the Fianna, the old Celtic warriors. She fell in love with Diarmuid. The two of them eloped and the Fianna chased them all over Ireland. They were cared for by the animals and received advice from wise people. They were told, for instance, not to spend more than two nights in any one place. It was said that when they rested at night, Diarmuid put up the Dolmen as a shelter  for his lover. The actual archeological evidence shows that these were burial places. The legend is more interesting and resonant. It is a lovely image of the helplessness which sometimes accompanies love. When you fall in love, common sense, rationality and your normal serious, reserved and respectable persona dissolve.You become revitalized. Where there is no passion, your soul is either asleep or absent. When your passion awakens, your soul becomes young and free and dances again. In this old Celtic legend, we see the power of love and the energy of passion.

John O’Donohue  -  “Anam Cara”

if/then (2.0) - 4

Snow day here in NYC!! So I snuck chapter 3 up a few days ago and promised a swift chapter 4, so here it is. It still needs tweaking but I think is good enough to go for now. A big thanks to those of you still reading, I really appreciate you being along for the ride! Typos are all mine, I’ll fix them eventually…

Previously: part 1, part 2, part 3

Read first if you are new! gutted/sorted and wax/wane…if/then is a continuation of those two.

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A niggling murmur prompts Myka’s eyes to open, and she reaches for Helena, but cold, wrinkly sheets greet her where Helena once lay. A whiff of bacon fills her nose, and there’s shuffling in the next room; Helena and Christina must be up, preparing breakfast.

Taking a rare moment for herself, she rolls onto her back and closes her eyes, calling forth the pleasant memories from last night. Aggressions fell away immediately, and as the desire to touch and be touched grew, hands and mouths wandered, eagerly rousing tender spots left unattended for so long. It’s heartening beyond measure their bodies knew what to do; if intimacy proved as difficult as everything else lately, she’d be at a loss for what to do.

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Mulder & Scully Through David & Gillian’s Lenses

I feel like we are so fortunate that both David and Gillian wrote and directed episodes of TXF because I think those episodes, more than anything they’ve ever said, provide insight into how they see their characters. Let’s examine…

David allows a lot more of Gillian to shine through Scully. David’s Scully smiles, giggles, and flirts:

David’s Scully tells “cool” stories about her childhood:

David’s Mulder is also more like David. A little goofy, gentle, romantic, a little self-deprecating, very cute, and peppers his dialogue with astute analogies:

Gillian’s Mulder and Scully are more serious and slightly cranky with one another:

But in the end all roads lead to Mulder. And Scully is the one to lead him away, suggest some tea:

In all David and Gillian episodes, Mulder and Scully hang out with one another outside of work. In The Unnatural, Mulder learns something that he wants to share with Scully at the end. In all things Scully learns something that she wants to share with Mulder at the end. They are friends and confidantes:

Most importantly, however, in all David and Gillian’s episodes Scully loves Mulder and Mulder is completely and unabashedly in love with Scully:

Anyway, just let David and Gillian write S11, ffs. ;)