help i still have french to do

anonymous asked:

If radio silence underperformed it was probs because of their shit cover design lmao it doesn't really suit the tone of the book at all????

I absolutely and completely agree. I’ve had a lot of problems with cover design with my uk publisher. I’m not sure if it’s because their design department struggle to understand my books, or whether it’s because they don’t really publish YA books (i think they have about 2 other YA authors. their main focus is children’s fiction). Either way, they do seem to struggle a lot with the covers for my books, which really really doesn’t help me trying to get my books out there. As an author, I have little-to-no say on the covers of my books. They could really learn a lesson from my French covers, which I think suit my books the best:

Still, trying my best with what I’ve got haha!

anonymous asked:

Hi! What secrets of Adulting have you managed to pick up? How do you adult I am a year older than you (I think) but I still can't convince myself not to eat ice cream for breakfast or find a job that will pay me a living wage, like even my cat judges me. Your cat seems cool? Help! Also I too am drunk, thanks autocorrect!,

OH GOD I DON’T KNOW. I’m not very good at adulting in private–I haven’t cleaned a single thing in my house (dishes, laundry, floors, w/e) in a terrifyingly long time, and I had french fries and gin for “dinner” (it was at happy hour, I ate at happy hour.) 

I CAN convincingly portray an adult to the outside world, however. Here are my tricks, such as they are: 

-Adulthood is a performance, so work on your stagecraft. Get some make up that suits you, and learn to quickly apply it with a minimum of fuss. If you can afford it, have the nice people at Sephora match a foundation and a cover up to your skin. That plus some basic eyeliner gets people who are younger than you to believe you are a Put Together Grown Up, and people who are older than you to believe you are a Responsible Young Person. It’s sexism at work, but it makes a difference. I think people interpret it as the facial equivalent of having neat handwriting. 

-If you’re gonna be a lazy and self-sabotaging asshole, figure out how to do that without getting in your own way (too much.) I am the LAZIEST ASSHOLE, and I make my life far more complicated and disgusting than it needs to be as a direct result of that–but I let myself fuck things up in private. I fuck things up for myself, not for other people. It sucks for ME if my kitchen is filthy. My work, however, gets done on time. Prioritize your laziness. I can’t not do my work because I want to lie on the couch and watch Jane the Virgin. I CAN refuse to do my dishes because I want to lie on the couch and watch Jane the Virgin. Decide what nonessential system you’re gonna sabotage, and deliberately sabotage that instead of waiting around to see if this time you’re gonna fuck up the life support. (This is obviously a stopgap for if you absolutely, pathologically, for some reason, NEED to be a lazy, self-sabotaging asshole. as I apparently do. If you have the option of NOT being a lazy, self-sabotaging asshole, DO THAT INSTEAD.) 

-in a related story, the only time I have consistently had a clean and comfortable living situation was when I lived with someone else, and therefore being a lazy asshole at home would fuck things up for more than just me. If shame motivates you, FINE. USE IT. 

-Smile at people and say hello. People like it when you smile at them and say hello. If you can remember their name, say their name. I do not have this instinct even a LITTLE–I have deliberately trained myself to do it in professional contexts. I think it helps. 

-Faking it IS making it. The other day I was like “UGH, IT IS GOING TO BE SO CLEAR THAT I’M A LAZY IDIOT WHO DOESN’T CARE ABOUT [THING] IN THIS MEETING, AND EVERYONE WILL DESPISE ME AND SEE ME FOR THE FRAUD I AM,” and then I was like “HOW CAN I GIVE A CONVINCING PERFORMANCE OF A PERSON WHO RADIATES WARMTH, EFFICIENCY, AND EXPERTISE DURING THIS MEETING?”, and then I googled a couple things and jotted down some notes and considered a couple things, and by the time the meeting came around I was not just giving an effective performance of a person who was prepared, I was ACTUALLY prepared. 

-People tend to think your life is together if your outfits are together. This is also sexism. It still works. Do your best to make sure your outfits are clean and neat. Doesn’t mean they have to be boring. Just clean and neat. My apartment is in a SHAMBLES atm, but I leave the house dressed for the part of Responsible Adult. 

i have no idea if any of this will help, but it’s what I got. You have a cat, and cats are good, although they are also sometimes judgmental! It’s okay for your cat to know you are a mess. It’s okay for YOU to believe you’re a mess. Just try and put on a convincing show for other people. 

Advice for native speakers of a language when encountering foreigners learning their language

Of course this is aimed at people who want to help others learn their native language. It’s based on personal experiences from when I first came to France. If the language learner you meet is advanced and speaks fluently you might not have to do any of these. But I think they’re good to keep in mind when meeting new language learners.

1. Slow down a bit. Don’t do that thing often shown in movies where people speak super loud and as if in slow motion. Speaking super slow doesn’t help much with understanding or learning and shouting is useless unless you’re in a noisy environment. Just slightly slow down your normal talking speed, it makes it easier to recognize more individual words and phrases. And maybe dial down on colloquialisms a bit at first.

2. Give the person time to process what you said. Sometimes it can take a few moments to realize what was just said to us when we don’t speak the language well (even if the person is speaking slower than their normal speed). So don’t just assume the person didn’t understand you if they don’t respond immediately, give them a moment first.

3. Ask if they understood what you said once in a while. Also offer to repeat or explain things. Some people won’t have a problem letting you know if they didn’t understand a word or a phrase, but others might feel bad asking you to repeat yourself multiple times (I know I do). So just ask every once in a while to make sure they’re still following you.

4. Use simple words to explain things. If the person is just starting out with their language learning then they don’t have a large vocabulary so using unnecessarily long sentences filled with fancy words will just confuse them even more. Simpler is always better.

Example: I once had to call a phone company’s help line to resolve an issue. I told the person I didn’t speak French very well, carefully explained the problem and he spent ten minutes talking at normal speed, explaining something to me and I didn’t understand a word. When I told him I didn’t understand he spent even longer repeating what he said and going in even more detail and I still had no idea what he was saying. I was too embarrassed and didn’t want to spend twenty more minutes on the phone with this guy so I just told him I got it and hung up. The next time I called, someone else answered and they explained it to me clearly in a fraction of the time and I understood them perfectly.

So keep your explanations short and simple.

5. If they can’t think of a word in your language and say it in another language you have in common, tell them the word in your language before moving on with the conversation. So many times people have just nodded in understanding and moved on with the conversation without telling me the French word when I’ve used an English word for something in the middle of a sentence. It can be a bit frustrating to have to interrupt the conversation to ask for clarification after every sentence (and for those of us on the shy and/or socially anxious side it’s also nerve-wracking). Conversations will flow much smoother if you just throw in the translation of the word in your language and then move on. Also

6. Don’t automatically switch to another common language after they use a word or a phrase from that language when they can’t think of them in your language. Ask first. It might be easier for both of you, but it doesn’t help them learn your language. If you want to practice that other language with them then make a deal about when you’re going to speak which language with each other. That way you’ll both get to practice your target language. So just ask them if they want to continue in that language, but don’t switch without asking. Again, some people will be more than comfortable in telling you which language they’d rather be speaking in, but others might not.

That’s all I can think of for now. Feel free to add your own advice

Project presentation


If you’re one of the people wondering why it’s 2017 and Sherlock Holmes and John Watson still haven’t kissed on TV, then you might be interested in what I have to say !

As an aspiring writer/director, I want to right decades of wrongs and finally free these characters and finally allow them to be happy together. 

What I offer you is Sherlock Holmes and John Watson, both young (early 20s), both queer. The action would take place in modern Paris (because I’m a poor french worm)

Now, why am I telling you all that :

The project is only at its development stage, meaning I’m still working on the story (though the main pitch is already defined). Also, it’s all amateur work, so I’d be doing this on my free time, with my own money etc.. 

So basically, I need people interested in this project to help me out !

  • For the writing phase: as I’m not a walking ACD canon Encyclopaedia, I might need a lot of help concerning the canon and especially the cases. I might also need help writing said cases.
  • For the filming phase: I’ll need actors (preferably french speakers), but also sound engineers, scripts… (but we have time for that)

So if you’re interested in the project, if you’re motivated, send me a PM and don’t forget to share and reblog !

Happy Valentine’s Day everyone! Get ready for all the fluff and Sherlock speaking French! 

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Johns pushes the front door open, letting out a loud sigh and rubbing one hand over his face. He’s tired, hungry and wants nothing more but to curl around Sherlock and let the exhaustion of the day fade away. He knows there is a high probability Sherlock isn’t even home right now, most likely out seeing Lestrade about the case they’ve been working on for the past three days. John shakes his head, smiling as he heads up the stairs. Somehow it feels strangely normal to think he’s going to spend the evening of Valentine’s Day alone at the flat.

It isn’t that they’ve never celebrated it, and John can only remember too well their first Valentine’s Day together. Sherlock had (stupidly) thought John would love something ridiculously romantic and over the top, and after the third romantic cliché, he had made sure Sherlock knew there was only one thing he needed for Valentine’s Day and that it involved a certain detective naked in bed. Ever since, they had celebrated in their own way, not always with a gift but with small gestures and affections.

Heading directly for the kitchen, John calls Sherlock’s name once, twice and only hears silence. Considering sending a text, he goes to put the kettle on and that’s when he finds the first note, right next to his mug. He frowns, immediately recognizing the language but digging into his high school memories to understand what’s written.

J’aime savoir qu’il y aura toujours une deuxième tasse de thé

à remplir lorsque je me l ève le matin.

John catches the words tea and love , but gives up on understanding anything else. Sherlock must be working on some experiment, and it’s not the first time he’s switched to some other language. He stares at the note, waiting for the water to boil, and is vaguely certain there’s also a morning there. He pours himself some tea, careful not to spill any on the note, and gets some biscuits.

The second note is on his chair, and John rolls his eyes as while he sits down. French again, and this time John realises it starts the same as the previous one.

J’aime te voir assis ici quand je joue du violon, tes yeux fermés

et ce sourire  réservé juste pour moi sur tes lèvres.

He fidgets with the notes, staring at Sherlock’s handwriting and trying to guess by the force of his will to decrypt what he wrote down. Violin isn’t hard to understand, and there’s love again. John frowns, moi is me , right? Letting out a loud sigh, John looks around the flat, suddenly wondering if there are more of these notes, and his eyes find the one pinned to the wall above the sofa immediately. He stands up, setting the one still in his hands back on the chair and rushes to the other side of the room.

J’aime le fait que tu restes un mystère.

Un puzzle que je ne résoudrai jamais.

Mystery? Puzzle?

John isn’t so sure about the meaning of these notes again, and tries to remember if Sherlock talked about any new experiments lately. There was the one with the nails, and the one with their bed sheets, but John is fairly certain both were finished already. Sherlock hasn’t mentioned a new one, and certainly not a new one involving so much French.

Love , again. Could this be…

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(this is for sen she killed me)

It is summer. Outside the inn, the cicadas have quieted and it’s the crickets that take over, white noise, white music, lulling the boys to sleep. The breaths of heavy sleep can be heard alongside the whir of the fan passing over the room. It smells of tatami mats and Kaminari’s feet, one foot poking Bakugou’s upper arm. His snores sound like whines, just irritating enough that Bakugou’s resting face is that of a scowl.

He considers shoving Kaminari, or more likely, kicking him, but that would require moving, and all four limbs are distant from Bakugou, heavy as concrete and unmovable as the komainu guards that stood outside the inn. He should be sleeping. He needs to be sleeping. Tomorrow, the training camp begins.

Still, there’s the expectant air of something about to happen–the moment before a match is lit, a breath held in until lungs burst, a pause of silence between songs. The room is scattered with pillows and blankets from a pillow fight two hours ago, and the room is heavy with a sense of contentment, apparent in the way Tokoyami cocoons himself in his blanket and Midoriya rests a hand on Iida’s chest. Shouji’s arms splayed out wide and Aoyama with his eyemask on.

Bakugou is wired–restless energy from the pillow fight? Fresh, summer air? Or the tension of training camps past, of being stolen away by villains in the dark.

Bakugou sits up, cards his fingers through his hair.

There’s a beat of silence, and then, “You’re awake?”

Todoroki’s voice is barely above a whisper, dream-like and soft, volume concealed by the sound of the fan. A breeze passes over Bakugou, making his hair flutter. Two sleepers over, Todoroki’s hair ruffles, too. He sits up.

“Go to sleep, idiot,” Bakugou hisses. “I’m not staying up.”

“You feel it, too.”

Bakugou holds his breath. He lets out a louder sigh than he intends. Lying back down, he turns his back on Todoroki. “Doesn’t matter. Night.”

The hair on the back of his neck prickles. He hears the telltale sound of a comforter being pushed back and the gentle thumping of movement across the mats.

If I close my eyes and go to sleep, he will go away, Bakugou thinks.

He manages to ignore Todoroki for a grand total of three minutes before he shoves back his own comforter and sits up, teeth pulled away from his gums. “What.”

Todoroki is sitting seiza at the foot of his bed. “You’re awake,” he says.

“‘Cause I can feel you breathing down my neck, shitstick. Take a hike and get out of my bed.

“We should welcome in summer together,” Todoroki says.

“Do you actually ever listen to people?” Bakugou asks.

“I used to do it with my sister,” he says. “I’m too restless to go to sleep. So are you.”

“I’ll have you know I love sleeping,” Bakugou says. “Get tucked in real fucking tight, snug as bug in his own fucking rug, away from creepy sleep-watchers and their weird-ass ideas.”

“You feel it,” Todoroki says. “Katsuki.”

Bakugou’s breath catches. “I told you not to–even if it’s dire–”

Todoroki holds up one finger, and a tiny flame lights from the end of it. Bakugou flinches. The candlelight reflects in Todoroki’s odd-colored eyes, shiny as glass. It lights a dull glow across molten, scarred skin, bumpy and rough-around-the-edges as the scar’s owner. It casts a shadow across the shape of Todoroki’s mouth, just too close to not-not-smiling to make it hard to look at him.

“Fine,” Bakugou says.

“Repeat after me,” Todoroki says. “Welcome, cicadas.”

“Welcome, cicadas,” Bakugou mutters.

“Welcome, crickets.”

“Welcome–this is so fucking stupid.”

“Just do it.”

A grunt. “Welcome, crickets.”

“Welcome, fireflies.”

“Welcome, fireflies.”

“Welcome, watermelons.”

“Welcome, watermelons.”

“Welcome, sunburn.”

“Welcome, sunb–you’re fucking with me. You’re actually just fucking with me. Is this even a family tradition?”

Todoroki really smiles now, one edge of his mouth turning up and his eyes crinkling. Bakugou moves his glare from Todoroki’s face to the fire at the tip of his finger.

Suddenly, the light goes out.

“Wh–” Bakugou starts.

“We have to seal it,” Todoroki says. “Seal the welcome.” His voice is much, much softer. Bakugou leans forward a little to catch his words.

“Seal it? How? Wait, why the fuck do I care? It’s bull–” Todoroki’s fingers feather along Bakugou’s jaw and he jerks away upon contact, heart racing. Todoroki’s hands hover in the no man’s land between their bodies for a moment. When he moves forward again, leaning forward on his knees, Bakugou doesn’t move. His fingers settle along Bakugou’s cheekbones, pinkies curling under his chin. The callouses on his fingers make Bakugou’s skin tingle. They’re not soft hands, but the hands of a hero and a hard-worker–someone who poured blood, sweat, and tears into his craft.

Through the moonlight that seeps into the room, Bakugou can make out the smile on Todoroki’s face. “We seal it with a kiss.”

Bakugou’s heart stutters. He scowls. He didn’t remember giving it permission to do that.

He feels Todoroki’s exhale as he breathes out. “Kiss me, Katsuki,” Todoroki says.

Bakugou’s hand has found its way to his shirt, clutching at the material over his chest. He doesn’t remember telling it to do that, either. “This is stupid,” he mutters. “This is stupid, you’re stupid, this whole thing is,” he takes a breath, “fucking stupid.”

Todoroki presses his forehead to Bakugou’s, their noses brushing. “Kiss me, Katsuki,” he says again. And then, “Please.”

Shut up, shut up, shut up, Bakugou thinks, and he pecks Todoroki on the mouth lightning quick.

“There,” he says. “Sealed.”

“Okay,” Todoroki says.

“It’s just for your stupid summer tradition,” Bakugou says. “That’s all.”


“Which is still bullshit, by the way.”


“And it doesn’t mean anything, so don’t go telling Deku about…whatever.”


“And–” Bakugou says, but the words are slipping from his mind because Todoroki’s thumb is on his bottom lip and he can feel the puff of Todoroki’s breath not even an inch from his mouth and Todoroki’s eyes are half-lidded, and it’s all just very warm, and without really giving it much thought, he’s kissing Todoroki.

Todoroki’s fingers are rough but his mouth is soft, none of the sharp words he wields when he picks fights with Bakugou, a choice insult thrown in like a dagger to the side, no, this–this is the smile he wears when he’s helpful to a classmate, the brush of his hair against Bakugou’s palm when he swipes at him while dueling, the press of his cheek on Bakugou’s shoulder when he falls asleep on him on the train.

This is I know you and I have yet to know you and I want to know you, the questioning tilt of Todoroki’s head and the suggestion of tongue. They don’t French but they do kiss, the sound sweet as a cricket’s song when they part. Bakugou thinks he’s in a fever dream, even though the height of summer has yet to arrive and the fan still blows cool air across them every now and then. He feels that if he stops kissing Todoroki he will wake up and it will have never happened.

When Todoroki parts from him, he whispers, “Welcome, summer.”

Bakugou whispers, “Welcome, summer.”

cocostephh  asked:

Do you have any tips for balancing languages in a day😌

I’m sorry for taking ages to answer this… to be honest, I’ve been struggling with balancing two languages and didn’t really have any advice to give. However, I think I’m kind of starting to work out a system. Hopefully this helps you a bit!

1. Make a schedule

I know this sound so, so basic, but I think this was my biggest mistake. I just kind of did whatever, whenever and ended up favouring one language over the other or getting my languages mixed up (which is always a little awkward). This is what I’m working towards:

Monday: Norwegian & French | Tuesday: Chinese & French | Wednesday: Chinese only (lesson) | Thursday: Norwegian & French | Friday: French only (lesson) | Saturday: Norwegian & Chinese | Sunday: Chinese & French

  • On two language days, I do one in the morning and one in the afternoon
  • On days with a lesson, I only study that particular language and take a break from the others
  • Note: this schedule still heavily favours French, but it’s the language I want to improve the most so I’m okay with that

I’m still having a bit of difficulty integrating Norwegian into the mix, but I’m sure I’ll figure it out eventually.

2. Consistency is King

A 30 minute session every day is always going to be better than a 3 hour session once a week. The consistency will help you retain information and keep languages separate. At least for me it helps. Chinese rules are solidified as Chinese rules… same goes for French and Norwegian. I’m not having to refresh with each session. Rather, I build on what I learned the previous day.

3. Moderation

You don’t have to do every language every day. Try picking one or two a day and rotate through them (see part one). However, if you need to take a day off, don’t worry about it! You see that schedule I wrote? That’s something I’m working towards - I certainly haven’t been doing that all the time. But that’s okay. I have a plan and if I stick to it 80% of the time I’m still guaranteed to be progressing in my target languages. Plus, moderation helps prevent burn out, which is never fun.

I hope that helps! If you have any other questions or want clarification feel free to ask :)

Language of Love (Lafayette x Reader)

Requested by anon: sorry to bother u but: readerxlaf, the reader works at a book store and laf is trying to get books to improve his english but keeps coming back even after he speaks english very well

TW: Poorly translated French, Swearing in French

A/N: I feel like this was really sloppy. I am so sorry.


Lafayette wonders the large bookstore, dragging his fingers across the spines of the books that he can’t read. He picked up a few words when he arrived, but he still barely knows how to say “Hello”. He looks at the covers for some sort of picture to represent translating. Since he isn’t paying attention to where he is going, he bumps into one of the most beautiful people he has ever laid eyes on.

You bend down to pick up the book you dropped. “Do you need help?”

“Oui,” he answers.

You nod slowly. “Translate?”

He nods frantically. “Oui.”

You smile and motion for him to follow you. You guide him to the front where the reference books are. He flips through a few of the books to make sure that they actually are French and heads to the front desk. After the old lady in front of him leaves, he approaches you with a stack of books. You smile when you see him. “I see you found some books.”

He gives you a confused look.

You giggle. “Hopefully, these will help.”

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Dating Shawn Would Include

  • Him being overprotective of you
  • Him showing you off to everyone
  • Him spoiling you even though you tell him not to (and you secretly like it)
  • Him taking care of you when you’re sick
  • “Shawn don’t kiss me i’m sick.”
  • “I don’t care now c'mere.”
  • Shawn’s eyes lighting up whenever he sees you and you’d make his heart race
  • Late night drives
  • Sex
  • Cuddles
  • Having Harry Potter movie marathons
  • Wearing his shirt
  • Having lazy days on his days off
  • Surprising him from time to time on tour
  • He’d be your personal cheerleader when it comes to studying/work
  • He’d sing to you a lot
  • You’d be friends with his friends and hang out with them when he’s away and he loves the fact that you get along with his friends
  • More sex
  • Him being Jealous when guys flirt with you
  • Getting along with his parents
  • Being like a big sister to Aaliyah and hanging out with her more than you do with Shawn
  • “Aaliyah, stop hogging my girlfriend!”
  • “Aw is Shawnie jealous?”
  • “N-no.”
  • Having sing-alongs in the car
  • Singing to his songs and he’d show off
  • Jeep sex
  • Him getting you whatever you need on your period and help you with cramps
  • “Babe is this ok?
  • “Do you need anything?”
  • Rubbing your stomach/back to help you relax
  • Driving to all your favorite fast food restaurants and you’d force him to eat some bc the kid is healthy as fuck
  • “No that’s bad for–”
  • “I don’t care take this.” You’d say shoving a french fry in his mouth
  • Him waking you up to take you to the gym with him
  • “Do I have to go today?”
  • “Yes it’ll be fun! C'mon get up!”
  • “No.”
  • He’d be dressed and see you still in bed and try to lure you out with hugs and cuddles
  • “Babeeee c'mon.”
  • “No.”
  • Eventually he’d drop water droplets on your face making you wake up
  • “Wakey wakey.” He’d kiss you making you groan and push him
  • “I have morning breath.”
  • “I don’t care.” He’d say kissing you again
  • Seeing him lift weights and his muscles flex turning you on
  • Him watching you squat and lift weights turning him on
  • Gym sex
  • Taking cooking classes together
  • “No Shawn you’re doing it wrong–”
  • “Pffff I knew that. I was just showing you how not to do it.”
  • Shower sex
  • I love you’s thrown every. 5. minutes.
  • “About to take a shower, wanna join me?”
  • “No thanks.”
  • “Suit yourself, Love you!”
  • “Shawn, can you please get the door?”
  • “Sure thing.”
  • “Thanks! Love you!”
  • Him knowing you’re the one
  • Him popping the question later on in the future
help me out? (this time it’s educational)

As I said a little while ago, I’m looking to become fluent in French and it’s my desire to study the language in France. However, after a couple of weeks of looking into things and getting nothing but a headache and information I can’t really do much with, I have decided to study abroad through a local university.

Pros: so much fucking simpler

Cons: maybe a bit more expensive

They have a French Language major, and it’s a bachelor of arts. Fun fact: I already have a Bachelors so a lot of my credits should transfer! Meaning, if I’m lucky, I could get this degree in a year and a half? Maybe?

I should be able to get more financial aid, grants, scholarships, etc. However, the deadline for some of these is coming up and fast and I need to get enrolled in this university as soon as I can. I’m already pretty late in the game. But I am still unemployed and my family can’t/won’t help me here. Mom says I can do it once I get a job but there is no guarantee I’ll get one any time soon, despite my efforts, and with so many deadlines approaching, I need to enroll in the uni as soon as possible.

The uni application is $55 and no way for me to get it waved.

I have to have 2 transcripts ordered, both of which are $12, for a total of $24. (1 from my alma mater, 1 from the college I did some dual credits through).

All in all that is $79.

If anyone can help, even a little, it would be greatly appreciated. My paypal email is  Anything extra I get goes towards paying my bills.

Thank you.

Misc. — pt. 3  {Sentence Starters}

  • “Bite me.”
  • “Just kiss me.”
  • “You’re NOT okay.”
  • “I’m just doing my job.”
  • “I won’t let them hurt you.”
  • “What, are you TWELVE?”
  • “There’s no shame in crying.”
  • “You need to leave. Right now.”
  • “Do you need a hug right now?”
  • “If I don’t do this, then who will?”
  • “Is that a warning? Or a THREAT?”
  • “Just punch me. It’d hurt a lot less.”
  • “Time to destroy my sleeping schedule.”   
  • “I get what you’re trying to do… but stop.”
  • “Well, karma’s just a bitch, now isn’t she?”
  • “You can’t keep hiding. You need to fight this.”
  • “Why can’t you just leave me ALONE already?”
  • “Who needs friends when you have french fries?”
  • “What if I just punch them in the face… repeatedly?”
  • “I can’t ever help myself, but I know I can help others.”
  • “This doesn’t change the fact that you still really sicken me.”
  • “I try not to make a habit of fraternizing with people like you.”
  • “Wait, you’ve never played _____? We’re fixing that right now!”
  • “Go away. Don’t come back. I don’t ever want to see you again.”
  • “I’m neither overwhelmed, or underwhelmed. I guess I’m whelmed.”
  • “Listen, stop me if I’m being too forward… but I wanna hold your hand.”

anonymous asked:

Where do you think someone who knows maybe 5 words/phrases in French should start if they're going to France in two months (i.e. I am) ? I really don't want to just be speaking Spanish and English in France haha

Wow that is quite the predicament you’ve got there. I would say use some language learning apps like Duolingo and Memrise (my personal favourite). Remember to use them every day, and that the best way to learn is to spread it evenly not do one massive learning session once a week. A little bit every day goes a long way.

Here is a list of a whole bunch of PDFs of English books in French eg Harry Potter and The Hunger Games series’. If you’ve previously read the books then you’ll be able to focus more on the language learning part rather than the actual plot and getting lost when trying to figure out what’s going on. Here is also a website where you can read and listen to books in French with the English on the other side, so if you get lost then it’s there to help you learn. Write down new words that you find and look them up after you have finished that chapter, that way you focus more on the book and don’t get confused with sentence structure.

Look up French music and when you find a song that you like, go and look at the lyrics and see what you can translate for yourself, then find an actual translation and see how close you were. Write down words that you don’t know/understand/recognise and look them up. Write down new words so you can look back at them later. Do the same with some French YouTubers. Some have English subtitles and are actually there to help you learn french whilst still being like normal English vloggers. I really like Antastesia as she makes videos in English too.

In terms of translating stuff, I find WordReference really helpful. It’s a website and an app where you can look up words in English and French (and other languages). It’s much better than Google Translate, as it gives you possible translations of words, and what they mean. So if you wanted to know what something meant in a specific context then it would give you different options and you choose the one that best fits the situation you need it for. I don’t know anything other than Google Translate for phrases (other than Memrise or Duolingo), so if you have specific phrases then I think Google Translate would be the best, but make sure to double check the words in the sentences with WordReference before you use it as some can be wildly wrong. And, of course, you can just google it and see what comes up. 

For help with conjugating verbs, I recently found these two sites (x) (x) to be really useful. 

Write down any questions you have about the language and then if you have a teacher or someone who knows French either online or in real life, then ask them.

Practice speaking/writing as much as you can. Find someone to help you with the language and use them as a language buddy. If you can find someone online, even better. You most likely won’t know them so you can use all of the basic small talk that you will use in France. 

For learning the words for objects around the house try writing the names on sticky notes and placing it on the object, this way you’ll remember the word when you see the object.

Learn how to ask for tickets/directions/suggestions for places to eat. These are very important if you are new to a place and doesn’t just apply to France. Also, when learning how to ask for things, remember to learn some possible answers to these questions, as when you ask, you probably want to understand their answer, right?

Read articles or things in french out loud to practice pronunciation. Do the same with writing. Say the sentence you want to write in French out loud. Speak each word as you write it down, and when you’ve finished writing it down, say the sentence out loud again. 

Mnemonics and puns are your bet friends for remembering certain words. For example, when remembering ou (or) from où (where), I remember it by the phrase where is the graveyard, as the accent on the u is called Accent Grave and où means where. 

For a brief rundown of uses of accents and how to pronounce them, I have a post here of my notes from a French class where we did just that.

In terms of writing accents online, is really good. Basically, it just lets you add accents to letter then you copy and paste it to wherever you need it. Woo.

Learn the grammar rules. I know it’s boring, hard, and confusing, but trust me, once you learn it your life will be a whole lot easier. Speaking of, grammar books are better than phrase books in this sense as with grammar books you can actually learn the structure of sentences and learn how to make them yourself where as with phrase books you’re more spoon fed.

Finally, there’s a whole lot of French blogs with lots of vocab words and grammar posts to look at and learn from. One of my personal favourites is @frenchaise . They were the first blog I came upon when starting out in the French Tumblr community and all of their posts are top notch. Highly recommend you check them out.

There are a ton more resources on the web (as the kool kidz say) that you can find but these are just a few that I use. These are just a few tips to hopefully help you survive on your trip. Bonne chance!

(more) random french phrases and expressions i’ve picked up from marathoning french tv shows all night

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  • tu veux parier ? = wanna bet? 
  • moi, c'est [nom] = i’m [name]
  • tout aussi bien = just as well / just as good
  • se mettre en colère = to get angry
  • qu'est-ce qui t'arrive ? = what’s the matter ?
  • faire l'affaire = to do the trick / to fit the purpose
  • bien joué = well played
  • en quoi puis-je vous être utile ? = how may i help you? / what can i do for you?
  • c'est à moi = it’s mine 
  • trou perdu = middle of nowhere
  • je regrette = i am sorry / i regret
  • en vrai = for real
  • mes gamins = my kids
  • on se débrouillera = we’ll manage / we’ll take care of things

Sorry if I made misspell grammars error, well I try to be simple as possible and be sometime repeated.

There is quote that I said sometime about like something and don’t like something.

“ If you like it? Good you like it. If you don’t like it? Good you don’t like it. Nobody forcing you to like something you dislike. But, don’t force them to dislike something they like.”

Some people understand what it mean and some people don’t understand what it mean.

This is something happen in the fandom why a few people attack to someone who like something simple because they don’t like or when  people take it personal when few people doesn’t like something they made.

Sure some people may think that when someone don’t like your work’ it automatically a hater, seeking attention or troll. But if it is? Just ignore them. don’t give attention to them, don’t wasted your energies, time and life into them. they will not bring anything good to your life and make you hate your arts. If it’s not? Don’t convince or try to force them to like something they don’t. 

But if people really don’t like something. they wouldn’t bother attack people simply because they don’t like. They will look something they like and what make them happy simple as that.

Now let me telling you something. Why bother give attention to someone who don’t like what you do, when there is people who truly like your work. Yes there always be a few people who don’t like something that’s their choice. We have right to like or dislike something that what we are as humans.

Sometime we artist want people to like our drawings no matter what and believe that negative should not exist. That’s is the problem. We concentrate too much on positive and make barrier  around it from critic. There is a positive and  constructive critic that can help artist to grow and learning things. it may be hurt because we believe that we’re perfect and we don’t need to learn. But we all know that we’re not perfect and still continue to learn.  We have to be honest to ourselves and don’t lose to sight of what is important. Is to accept constructive critic, you still continue to learn, do your best as you can, listen to people who help you and like your work and enjoy what you like something to make you happy.

that is my opinions. I wish my write should be more better and professional. But I have difficult to write no mater what language I learn. ( French an English )  that’s way I need help someone to corrected the grammars from the comic and I always appreciate them for the help.

Again Sorry if I made misspell grammars error, well I try to be simple as possible and be sometime repeated

Camera Shy (Part Three)

Summary:  AU. Jughead is an aspiring photographer. His final project requires him to shoot nude photos of someone who inspires him. With no one else to ask Jughead asks Betty. Insecure of her body Betty is quick to shoot the idea down, until Jughead reminds her that she owes him. - Bughead leading to eventual smut.

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As expected here is a new chapter! I’m so tired but it was so worth staying up for. Thank you so much for all the support and interest in this. Enjoy!

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(Dreamswap) What friends are for (2)

Okay, enough Durarara posts, have more story.


(Cross’s alarm goes off, playing a Disney song much louder than necessary. The three of them shift in their positions, which somehow became a tangled mess over the course of the night, all of them cringing slightly.)

Nightmare: Cross, what the hell is that…

(Cross slams his hand on the nearby table his phone is on. He slams various places until he finds his phone.)

(But his hand is asleep, so when he tries to pick it up, it falls out of his grip and onto the floor.)

Cross: aaagghhhh

Nightmare: What are you doing, turn that stupid thing off…!

Cross: where is ittttt

(Cross flops over the side of the bed, crushing Nightmare under him as he searches the floor next to the bed.)

Nightmare: oW

Cross: okay I found it

(He picks up the phone with his other hand and struggles a bit to turn it off. Finally, he succeeds and places the phone back on the table, and slumps even more of his weight into Nightmare.)

Nightmare: get OFFFF

Cross: too early… too much physical exertion…

Nightmare: Why the heck did you even set an alarm?!

Cross: it makes me feel like a productive being…

Cross: also I’m trying to fix my sleeping schedule…

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anonymous asked:

Could you do an officer Grayson x reader where the reader is a forensic scientist and like has a huge crush on him but is super shy and nerdy and just lots of fluff please

So I might have gotten a bit carried away


You are a forensic scientist at the Bludhaven Police Department. You had just started there two weeks ago and you already had a crush one of the officers. Officer Dick Grayson to be exact. Dick had been there for about a year and a half already and he knew everyone in the precinct. This made his adamant to get to know you as well, the only problem with that was that you could string together a full sentence around the man to save your life.

“Hey, Y/N!! Wait up!”

“Shit, shit, shit.” You whisper, trying to walk faster, but of course Dick caught up with you.

He put a hand on your shoulder “Hey! I was just calling you”

“S-S-Sorry Dick, I-I didn’t hear you” you stutter, you can already feel your face heating up.

“I was wondering if you would come to lunch with some of the officers and I”

You hold up the files that you had pressed to your chest, “Can’t sorry. I-I um I have tests to run. Sorry, gotta go!”

You quickly turn away and run back to your lab. You weren’t lying, you really did have to start the tests, but you really didn’t have to stand there and watch them run.

“Stupid, stupid! Should have said yes! Should have told him yes!”

You groan and sink into your chair. Thankfully you get a phone call right then. “Y/N I need you to come down here now, we have a triple homicide, and I’ll send you the address”

“I’ll be right there Chief.”

You quickly gather up your bag, walking quickly to your car. Once you get to the crime scene you are taken to the officer in charge, who just so happens to be Dick. “I thought you were going to lunch”

Yu quickly put in gloves and begin bagging evidence, “Got a call that there was a triple homicide. I thought you would be called in so I volunteered to come”

You freeze, “Y-you thought …”

“Yeah, when I asked you to lunch earlier I was really asking you on a date. I didn’t know if you had picked up on that or not”

“A date?!?”

“Yes, a date. You might be a total science nerd but you really are awful at social cues”

“But…but you said you and other officers”

“Well, I might have fibbed”

You chuckle softly, “I never have been good at picking up hints” You stand up, stripping off your gloves, “If you want to ask me on a date, you are going to have to be direct”

You saunter away, making sure to put an extra sway in your hips. As soon as you are out of eye site you bury your face in your hands “Oh my God! Where did that come from?!?”

You quickly make your way back to the office to run your tests on the evidence. You are there late into the night, sometimes time gets away from you. You know that it is time to leave when you almost rub your eyes with a chemical coated glove. You glance at the clock and have to do a double take. It says that it is 11:00 PM, you had gotten back from the crime scene at 2:00 PM.

You set up your finger prints test to run overnight, and put all of your chemicals back on their shelf. You quickly wash your hands, put on your coat, and make your way out the door and into the alley right outside of your lab.


You scream, grabbing a trash can lid that throwing it.

“Ow, shit. Did you just throw a garbage can lid at me?”

“Dick? Is that you?”

“Yeah, it’s me. You have really good aim that hurt.

“What the hell are you doing here at 11:00 PM?!?”

”I was waiting for you to finish your work”

“You decide to wait outside in a dark alley instead of waiting inside?”

“Well I know you don’t walk through the department to get out, you come out the side door. Plus, I was afraid that you would try to avoid me”

You put a hand over your still hammering heart, “Please don’t ever do that again, next time you just might give me a heart attack.”

“Don’t want to do that! I’m really sorry for scaring you. I didn’t mean to”

“It’s alright. What did you want to ask me?”

“Will you go to dinner with me?”

“Right now?”

“If you don’t mind. There’s a diner around the corner that’s open 24/7”

You chuckle quietly, you wonder why you ever felt nervous around Dick, he is a total nerd. “Sure Dick. I’ll go on a date with you. But this place had better have pancakes!”

Dick just grinned and help out his hand for you, beginning to lead you down the road.


You groan and lean back in your booth, “I think that those were the best pancakes I have ever had”

Dick just grins, still playing with your fingers. You had shyly linked them in the middle of your meal and Dick hadn’t let you pull away since. “They really do, the French toast is really good too.”

“Well, next time you take me here, I will have to try them.”

Dick looks up at you, “Does that mean that we can go on another date?”

You chuckle, “Yes, we can go on another date”

Dick grins, “Does that mean I can have a kiss?”

You stand up, “Maybe, if you walk me back to me car”

Dick jumps up, having already paid, “Well come on then! We have to get you back to your car! Can’t have a pretty lady like you wandering the street at 1 in the morning!”

You and Dick make your way back to the alley next to the police station. You unlock your car and throw your stuff in the back seat. “Do you need a ride home?”

“No, I’m good” He stepped closer, gently pushing you back against the car, “Now, I believe that you own me something”

You can feel you cheeks burn bright red, “I think you’re right officer!”

Dick smirked and leaned down, stopping his lips a breath away from yours. You surge forward, sealing your lips together. You let out a breathy sigh when Dick takes over the kiss, ravaging your mouth. You pull back with a gasp, Dick peppers kisses up along your cheek, he ends his path with one last firm kiss to your forehead. He squeezes you in his arms before he pulls away.

“Thank you, for coming out with me”

“It was my pleasure, Dick. I’m really glad that I said yes”

“Me too”

You stretch up on your tippy toes and give him one last peck on the cheek, “Goodnight. I’ll see you tomorrow … Officer Grayson”

He chuckled, “Goodnight, Y/N. I miss you already”

“You’re such a loser, Dick” You get in your car and turn it on

“And yet you agreed to go on another date with me”

You just stick your tongue out and blow him a kiss as you drive away. You can’t wait for your second date.

Sundry random facts about Charles II:

  • He never swore if he could help it. He didn’t like it.
  • Every morning, at about 6am, he got up and went swimming in the Thames. He might also play some tennis or go for a long walk. Often, his brother accompanied him.
  • His favourite food was ambergris; he had it served with eggs and he ate it so much, he smelt of it. Apparently, it smells divine (once it ages, it smells deep, spicy and very much like alcohol) but what is it exactly? Well, it’s regurgitated whale phlegm. Very popular amongst the rich in Stuart Britain. Absolutely not on my bucket list of food to try anytime soon.
  • Just like George III was prone to saying “What! What!” all the time, Charles II’s favourite phrase was “Odd’s fish!” which is a corruption of “God’s flesh.” He said it so much that Nell Gwynn would often imitate him and use the phrase when doing so. Interestingly, Captain Hook (who looks very much like Charles) uses it too in Peter Pan.
  • His voice was very deep but very clear.
  • He could play guitar.
  • He was fashionable but not ostentatious. He wore very dark, sometimes plain clothes if he could (though even he could not escape glorious petticoat breeches.) Still, contemporaries said that nobody “wore clothes so well” as he did.
  • His hair, which he hath in great plenty, is of a shining black, not frizzled, but so naturally curling into great rings, that it is a very comely ornament. His motions are so easy and graceful, that they do very much commend his person when he either walks, dances, plays at pall mall, at tennis, or rides the great horse, which are his usual exercises… To the gracefulness of his deportment may be joined his easiness of access, his patience in attention and the gentleness both in the tone and style of his speech.” ~ says an unknown author of the period.
  • By Charles’ own admission, it was his brother, not himself, that was the great ladies man. He told the French ambassador: You may not believe that there are men who love women more than you or I do, but my brother, devout as he is loves them still more.
  • Once, when he was hailed as “Father of the People,” he laughed and slyly remarked “Oh, I have certainly fathered a great number of them.”
  • During the Great Fire of London, Charles & his brother, the Duke of York, helped pass buckets of water down the lines to help put out the fires. At the National Portrait Gallery, he is recorded officially as a king, and a fireman.
  • He loved science and had many laboratories in in his palaces. After a lady (probably Winnie Wells, one of his flames) miscarried at a ball, Charles decided to examine the foetus in one of his laboratories to see what had caused the tragedy. It is believed that he induced his death after using mercury in one of his laboratories, too.
svt members as lines i’ve heard in america’s next top model

seungcheol: “we’re gonna dress up as pirates! i love pirates!”

jeonghan: “be a hoe, but make it fashion”

jisoo: “mom, i’m about to fuck a girl up. excuse my french, i’m about to really hurt her”

junhui“i’m really afraid that she’s gonna come in my room in the middle of the night and like throw lemonade on me”

soonyoung: “let’s do this. let’s just rock and roll”

wonwoo: “i’m still very awkward, but it’s getting better”

jihoon: “you were literally asleep with your eyes open in this shoot”

seokmin: “strut like your booty’s for sale and the rent is due tonight”

mingyu: “people ask me what kind of pants i wear. they’re gucci, and i can’t help that”

minghao: “we’re going bungee jumping bitches”

seungkwan: “having a booty is just kind of stressful”

hansol: “my body is a temple, and my temple wants cheesecake”

chan: “all these girls in here are bitches and hoes i swear”