no i dont think australia is entitled to taylor coming here at all god we are so lucky she even tours here but y’all her team gave aussies 3 days notice to book a flight, GET A FUCKING VISA, take a 13 hour flight (assuming they lived in a capital city and didn’t have to travel extra to get to an international airport), find accommodation in LA, get time off work/school/uni/whatever…. like yes at least they were invited but Y’ALL. 3 DAYS. ok.
yall i have never met Taylor. i live like thousands of miles away from her. i’m not confident enough or interesting enough to post videos or selfies or life stories to help her get to know me. she only did a concert in my country once. i don’t have the money nor the time to travel around the world to meet her. she did notice me a couple of times two years ago but then life happened and i didn’t have much time anymore to be here all day. hell, i’m not even sure she knows my name, but let me tell you something. as you grow older, it’s incredibly hard to remain hopeful or have any dream in that matter. it’s hard to believe in anything because people let you down constantly. this, this whole thing about Taylor acknowledging my existence, it’s pretty silly for someone like me, for sure. but trust me, even the tiniest hope can and will keep you going. So don’t give up, because Taylor is doing everything in her power to meet you and she hasn’t given up yet so why should you?
Anon. I’m not here to do your research for you of which there is plenty.
they both moved into the PR house fall 2014. A house where D has never lived. He’s posted photos in her bedroom wearing her coat. Darren confirmed he lived in the house. He threw her a 30th birthday party and Darren was not present. She entertained him in her lingerie for V Day when D was in Vancouver. At least 3 pathetic attempts to Beard him. I could go on for hours.
Chapters: 1/? Fandom: Carmilla (Web Series) Rating: Not Rated Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Laura Hollis/Carmilla Karnstein Characters: Laura Hollis, Carmilla Karnstein Additional Tags: dystopian au, Post-Apocalypse, Hollstein - Freeform, laura is a badass, carmilla is a badass, catmilla, the whole reason for this fic is because i love catmilla, Romance, Hurt/Comfort, Slow Burn, Eventual Smut, Angst Summary:
It’s been fifteen years since the world went to hell, and Carmilla has spent the endless days since then with rage as her only company. She’s embraced being a demon among monsters, and making those enemies suffer being her only reason to live. Until, that is, when Laura quite literally stumbles into her life.
Hey everyone! Here is chapter one of my dystopian au. It’ll end up being a longish fic. I hoping between 60-80k I hope most of the fandom sticks around long enough for me to write it lol.
My jaw drops open, my eyes staring in disbelief at the phone in my hand. No, it’s not Katniss’s father. This man is too young, and her father is dead. But he has to be some other relative of hers; maybe a distant cousin of some sort. His last name is Everdeen. And he looks too much like Katniss for it to just be a coincidence.
Of course! Her great-grandfather used to live around here! Most families in those days didn’t only have one child; her great-grandfather probably had brothers. And it’s not too far of a stretch to assume that at least one of those brothers would’ve stayed in the area, and had his own family.
If this is true, then Katniss isn’t as alone as she thinks!
“Katniss!” I call, not taking my eyes off the phone. “Come here! Quick!”
She appears almost immediately, shoving her arm through the sleeve of one of my t-shirts. “Are you okay?”
I pat the couch next to me. “C’mere and sit down. You need to see this.”
Droplets of water scatter from her wet hair as she plunks onto the couch. “What is it?”
I take her hand, handing her the phone. “Look. Look at the picture, and the name.”
As soon as her gaze lands on the picture she gasps, tears pooling in her eyes as she turns to look at me. “Who is this? Who’s Joseph Everdeen?”
I keep seeing all the other content creators posting lots and lots of stuff and I want you all to know that I really miss posting shit but I am really really busy… and can’t really make time.. I would if I could, but at the end of the day I’m too tired to put effort in things that are not shitposts or 10 mins drawings that are nowhere near my personal self-imposed standards for this blog…
so here I am, not updating for long weeks…
the thing is.. I’m living and I’m not willing to stress myself over posting a lot just because I’m guilty of being alive… so here’s that… I’ll post less and less fanwork, I’ll post less and less of anything, really… but I have a lot of amazing stuff ready to be done and I know none of y’all care because most of y’all are here because I do fanarts of les mis and I’m good with that, I chose you as my audience and you all decided i was worth it… I’m just kinda over it… I’m not saying i’ll stop posting about les mis… I won’t, I still love it, but I have my own stories I want to tell and I won’t let fandom stop me from producing my stuff…
i don’t know what the point of this is, i just felt alive for the first time in a long while and want you to know that i won’t waste this feeling over overused tropes for fanarts.
expect original content because that’s what i was here to do all along.
for Munday shenanigans this week and the foreseeable future, allow me to present my Galrasona, Lieutenant Holtark (they/them)!
Lieutenant Holtark Age: 250 Height: 7’7” Birthplace:N’rocirpac Subspecies: Coastal Galra Highly intelligent, loyal to a fault, outwardly cold and cynical but secretly a rather sensitive dweeb. Analyzes art of targeted planets to understand their philosophy, thereby defeating them more easily and minimizing loss of life on both sides. Cares deeply about preserving the lives and safety of their own soldiers. Knows when to cut their losses; thinks the whole ‘victory or death’ philosophy is foolish and wasteful. Adores weapons of any kind and owns a considerable collection; proficient with many kinds of weapons but prefers either their light saber or their heavy battleaxe.
i don’t plan on making a new blog for Holtark, at least not anytime soon, but will happily take questions/short threads all day on mundays from here on out!
@pinksvoice and I proudly present the P!nk Appreciation Week 2017.
To celebrate and honor P!nk, please participate in the P!nk Appreciation Week which will take place from November 06 - 12. You can participate by posting your edits, graphics, gifsets, thoughts, fanart - or simply by reblogging other people’s stuff.
Here are the themes and dates:
Day 1: Nov 6: Favorite Album
Day 2: Nov 7: Favorite Music Video
Day 3: Nov 8: Favorite Photoshoot
Day 4: Nov 9: Favorite Era
Day 5: Nov 10: Favorite Quote(s)
Day 6: Nov 11: Favorite Tour/Live Performance
Day 7: Nov 12: Free Choice
The official tag for the week is p!nkaw2017, so make sure to include this tag within the first five tags of your post(s), so that other people can find and reblog your stuff. Also, I suggest you track the tag, so that you can see the posts as well.
Please help and support this event by reblogging this post and spreading the word, as well as reblogging posts during the actual appreciation week.
If you have any questions, feel free to send a message. This post is a little early to give you all enough time to prepare your edits/gifs/graphics/whatsoever.
As you are probably aware of October 31st (Hallowen, Samhein, you decide) is around the corner. So, in order to celebrate the day lord Voldemort officially ruined Harry Potter´s life, made him an accidental horcrux and forever cursed him with the title of the Boy Who Lived, I decided to make a little rec. Here you will find some of the creepiest/darkest completed fics/oneshots I love about this paring, in order get you in a good spooky Halloween mood. Every fic here is finished except two explicitly marked ones. Enjoy :)
Merope Gaunt lived ten years longer, and everything changed. In which Harry Potter is a successful young Auror, trying to keep a crumbling relationship with his wife afloat. He and Ginny argue almost constantly, as they discover that their values do not entirely match up. Enter Tom Riddle: handsome owner of a flower shop on Knockturn Alley, who lends a willing ear to Harry’s woes. This is not as light and fluffy as it sounds. The Ministry is rife with corruption, the Muggleborn Registration is at peak popularity, and Lucius Malfoy is Minister for Magic. Harry is determined to get to the bottom of it- something has gone wrong here. Otherwise known as the flowershop AU that spiraled.
Inspired by Cinderella. Only there’s no prince and surely no one is singing about their feelings and Harry’s life could be a lot worse than having three step-brothers and a father who didn’t liked him. He’s going to be proven right.
Fairytale AU. Loosely inspired by Beauty and the Beast.
Some said he was once a man, cursed, and some that he sold his soul to demons and became one in turn. Others said that such evil as he could never have been human. That he was instead a nightmare, left lingering upon the earth a very long time ago. Harry just knew it wasn’t safe to walk near the Riddle House after dark.
Something… strange happens after Harry stabs Tom Riddle’s diary in the Chamber of Secrets. A voice whispers to him in the halls of Hogwarts, one only he can hear. He convinces himself it’s a delusion, a hallucination, but as the years roll by it is simply there. Until, of course, Harry is forced to face the owner of that voice.
It’s a crazy world torn straight out of a horror movie - the undead roam the earth and destroy everything in their wake. When Harry Potter narrowly escapes a horrible death he finds himself a companion in Tom Riddle - a mysterious, heartless man who doesn’t hesitate to take lives to save his own. Savage as the man is, Harry still finds himself enthralled… He quickly starts developing strange needs and feelings.
When they decide to finally find a safe place to settle down for a while they encounter dangerous enemies on their path. Tom’s past demons come back around to haunt the both of them and it becomes very clear that even after the years they spent together, Harry really doesn’t know Tom at all.
[LV/HP] Voldemort has never lied to him before. Why would he start now? Harry reasoned that if Voldemort wasn’t lying and Voldemort really loved him, then it was ok to love him back… Even if it meant the world had to burn. First they broke the world. Then he broke my heart. Slash. Manipulation (kinda). LV/HP. Violence. Char Death. AU from OotP. Non-con het. Draco deserves a warning of his own.
Major AU! SLASH LV/HP: Though he was raised without the expectation of saving the world, Harry still possesses a savior complex. Only, it’s so dark and twistedly immoral, he created an alter ego to practice vigilantism. His second identity makes a name for himself and immediately ensnares Minister Riddle’s complete and obsessive attention. A game of cat and mouse begins and morals are questioned.
Liszt - Pensée des morts, from Harmonies poétiques et religieuses
13 Pieces for Halloween, no.9. This piece is not a “spooky” Halloween work…but I picked it because I think it can be used to view another cultural look at Halloween. Along with spooky stories and such, we know that Halloween emphasizes death and the scary future. But it can also be thought of as a time to remember the dead, and celebrate life [I mean, with all the dead imagery surrounded by colors and having us wear costumes, are we not saying death isn’t such a horrible thing?]. I’m also thinking about Day of the Dead in Mexico, which isn’t a scary holiday at all, it’s a fun celebration with bright colors and lights and treats, to remember the lives of our friends family loved ones who have passed on. I thought that this piece, which is way more of a religious statement, can fit the mood I’m going for here. The work starts out grim, but the more it develops, the more it turns into a church choral. Despite the dark pictures that are used in this video, the music is uplifting and transcendent, a beautiful perspective on death.
hey so, real quick. @aeternitasintricatae is the softest, sweetest soul. @ivoryhearted is my love and my adoration. @wasleftspooked and @getsbeeped deserve nothing less than every peace and purest joy this and all following lives have to offer. @fuckiingclown is sunshine, bubbles and summertime laughter incarnate. @amoureusexsorceress is the true Godsent sister i wish i could have had my entire life but thank the lord for now at every moment. @derrymouth is possibly one of the strongest most persevering people ive been blessed to know and i am astonished by the strength i witness in them just from their will and loving kindness. @dontkillourvibe im so proud of you. i never will not be and neither will the creator of all, each day you’re here. you are more sweet to me than i could ever deserve. @noteddieble i wish i could bring you the sun. i would in the blink of an eye because you are sugar and honey and only deserve smiles. @blondefists i will hug you and cry forever and lock you inside but it’s because I love you and i always want you to be okay. @fantasms youuuuu know i adore you and that im not at all deserving of all you’ve done for me and how constant and unwavering your love for me and friendship to me has been. you beautiful existence. @penpursuiits your caring and concern are out of this world and I’m still not sure how someone like you can exist but it is for the betterment of the world as we know it and i love you. @lennonthegreat UGHHHHHH i love you so much i love youuuuu and i cannot put it into words you are amazing you are so lodged in my heart that it’s a permanent etch now and i will keep it always. @fearlings-lament and @st-riley-the-brave how am i worthy of what you’ve displayed to me of your hearts and their undying capacity? What is it that i could have possibly done? no one is, no one is im blown away by you both. more than your child ever know. Ever. Ever.
I went down the road today Just in the old way And a black dog hobbled past me His tags jangled on his collar It made me wish I was dead It made me wish I was dead
And a familiar sun on me Just like it would always be Rocky soil, dry land I knew it all like the back of my hand It made me wish I was dead It made me wish I was dead
Terrific view from here Sky’s clear Sun’s high I let things lie And I know what is and isn’t mine And it was good to get back to the sunshine But five years is a long time And I spent five years in Sweden dying for you I spent five years in Sweden dying for you
I was hoping for a hiking buddy this morning, but the solitude was nice after all. I’m grateful I live in a city like this, where when I need a break from life, I can be here in 10 minutes.
My friend from Dallas found out I was taking a mental day off work today. So when I woke up, she had loaded a card for me in my Starbucks app so she could buy me coffee. I needed that love today…more than she knew. I cried. At coffee. But more it was the reminder that someone loves me enough to go out of their way to do something sweet for me. She reminded me, in that small gesture, that I am worthy of bigger love than I accept.
i wanna get into bts, but i feel like im too old to be stanning them. like i'm 26 and i come from the days of stanning big bang, wonder girls and 2ne1. but also i guess fuck it ill just be an old lady stan? so can you recommend me some of their songs?
yessss!!!!! i live for these asks!!!!!! girl there’s no age to stan talent i’m like 20 and here i am #proud bts trash
i would recommend you start off with their mvs since those are the catchiest songs like
blood sweat and tears
war of hormone
i need u
boy in luv
buuuut my actual favorite songs are none of those, if you’re into rap i would strongly suggest you check out their cyphers, specially cypher part 3 killer (it’s so SO GOOD) and also agust d’s mixtape (suga from bts)
if you’re into more soft slow songs i would suggest butterfly, spring day, jin’s solo awake (surprise, it’s my favorite bts song), 2! 3! and serendipity (also 4 o’clock by v & rm)
if you like more hip hop kinda vibes, i would suggest their older stuff like we are bulletproof, no more dream, no, and danger
and their recent album is really good too if you want to listen to something recent, mic drop, pied piper, and gogo are my favorites
Just staying afloat over here. One more day of work before my coworker gets back and relieves me from some of this chaos.
I think I’m coming down with a cold but I’m trying to catch it early. Took an Advil Cold & Sinus and feeling a bit better, and just chugging water.
Working on that job application. Wishing I wasn’t so exhausted so I was more excited to get it done before the due date.
I would love to have a third day in the weekend to complete tasks. Ready to share a living space so I don’t have to choose between getting things done around the apartment or seeing my boyfriend when it’s my turn to travel there.
Thankful for the rain today - did some belated meal prep, updating my resume, and going to work on Halloween costume stuff.
On the bright side - I’ve finally gotten into the Great British Baking Show and I find it super calming and relaxing. We watched a ton this weekend.
I have a ton of posts from Colorado I want to do so I can have thorough hike recaps/photos, but I haven’t had the time yet. Hopefully soon!
I'm coming here with some angst lol... how bout MC breaking up with the RFA
hey anon can i just say…… you’re no longer welcome to my blog. NO JK i live for angst. this is a long post so take this as your warning. ~mod may
It was just a normal day. Yoosung was playing LOLOL instead of going to class, you were doing… whatever an MC does. But in the midst of all that was a very strained argument. Your boyfriend was barely listening to you as he kept yelling at his teammates. You loved him, you really did; but your frustration was growing while your patience was cut short. Storming over to his computer, you yanked out every cord you could reach and crossed your arms when he started complaining.
“MC, why did you do that! I was in the middle of–”
You cut him off, not caring what you had to say. “I have been trying to talk to you for half an hour now. This game is not more important than me.” Yoosung started spluttering but you interrupted him again. “You need to get a job, Yoosung! We have talked about this months and you swore you’d look into it but not once have I seen you applying for anything. We’re moving in together! I can’t pay everything by myself!”
He turned his head to avoid looking you in the eyes as he tried to defend himself. “I told you, MC. I can make a living off of gaming! Youtubers do it all the time!”
Here we go again.
It was the same old thing with him but despite what he thought, it wasn’t that easy making money off of gaming. But no matter what you said, he didn’t listen to you.
Your eyes began watering and when you spoke, it came out strained. “I can’t keep doing this, Yoosung.”
His eyes finally met yours and you knew he was panicking on the inside. “What are you talking about? MC.. come on. Be rational, please.”
Your temper shot through the roof.
“I am being rational! Get a fucking job, that’s all I’m fucking asking!” You started screaming at him but you didn’t stop even as tears started rolling down his face. Not once had you raised your voice like you did in that moment. He didn’t even bother defending himself and just sat in his chair, sobbing while you screamed.
“This is over. WE’RE over. I refuse to keep dating a child.”
You stormed out of his place, Yoosung weakly calling for you.
“M-MC! Please– don’t leave me… Please! I LOVE YOU.”
His desperate cries only broke your heart more but your tears didn’t fall until you slammed the door shut behind you.
11:25PM: Hey honey! Just checking up on you :) Love you!! <3
1:42AM: I miss you, are you coming home soon?
You always tried your best not to be an overbearing, clingy girlfriend. You trusted your boyfriend, and knew he would never hurt you. But Zen had left at 8PM and it was already 3AM. He said he would only be out “for a few hours”, so why wasn’t he back yet?
Curled in on yourself, you fell asleep with your phone in your hand, still on the couch as you waited for him to come home. Nightmares wracked your sleep, and you awoke to stiff joints and back pain. Across from you in the loveseat was your boyfriend, looking as though he passed out as soon as he arrived. When did he get back?
The hours quickly passed as you made breakfast, cleaned the apartment, basically anything as you waited for him to wake up. He didn’t awake until noon, while you were scrolling on your phone. Right then, you caught sight of an article that featured Zen.
It was nothing new. He was a celebrity – he was always the hot topic. Instead of scrolling past like usual, your eyes were trained on the cover photo. It was Zen, looking horribly drunk with… his arm around a girl’s waist. Quickly tapping on the article, you skimmed through, your heart beating faster at each picture you saw and your despair quickly growing.
“So…. this is why you didn’t text back. Or why you never came home,” you commented bleakly as Zen stumbled around the kitchen. He slowly turned, a questioning look on his face. You didn’t give him a chance to respond as you shoved the phone in his face.
“I trust you Zen, I always have! And I don’t even care that you stayed out so late without even a single text back but… why this? I would have been fine if it were just some friends but this is not okay, Zen.”
It was like word vomit as you couldn’t stop yourself from ranting. He didn’t say a word as he just listened to you, regret plain on his face. That said all you needed to know.
“I can’t… I’m not going to keep letting this happen.” Your voice dropped and you backed away from him, feeling too numb. Not once did you look at him as you walked away. Not once did he try to stop you as he went to the room and began packing your bag.
And that hurt more than anything he could have ever done.
Did your girlfriend ever stop working?
It wasn’t really a bad thing that she was so dedicated to her job and goal-oriented, you actually admired her for it, but you were so lonely. The two of you rarely had time to spend together and when you did, Jaehee just wanted to stay home and sleep.
Her constant working was a common topic that was brought up during conversation that often led to arguments. Such as today.
“Please, Jaehee, just take a break. A vacation. Something! I just miss you,” the last sentence came out as more of a whisper and you leaned back into the kitchen chair as the two of you shared a dosirak (A/N: similar to a bento box!!). Jaehee adjusted her glasses and set her kimchi down, looking haggard at the worn-out conversation topic.
“We’ve been over this. I need all the hours I can get, especially since you just got laid off. We can’t afford for me to take days off.”
“Then maybe we should take some time off from each other.”
You visibly winced as she stopped moving completely, staring at you as though you were a complete stranger sitting in her chair and sharing her dosirak. She stuttered for a few moments, trying to find something to say.
Jaehee looked confused and heartbroken all at once. And yet… she seemed to have the same thought.
You sighed but didn’t bother to repeat yourself. It was for the best, the both of you knew it.
“Maybe you’re right,” she murmured. “We need… a break.”
It hurt to think that she could so easily take a break from the relationship but not from her job. Even so, you nodded, not trusting yourself to speak.
“I still love you, no matter what.”
Once again, you only nodded.
The fights seemed to never stop between you two. It was usually small stuff, like him spending too much on something or you feeding Elizabeth the 3rd the wrong kind of cat food. But lately the arguments exploded into bigger stuff. Him wanting you to change something about yourself and you telling him that wasn’t necessary.
“If you were in love with me as you say you are, then I wouldn’t have to change at all!” You were yelling at him, yet he was calm and collected. As always. It only infuriated you more.
“MC, if I had a terrible quality about myself, wouldn’t you want me to change it or work on it?”
That only made you roll your eyes. He hated when you did that, which was the main reason why you did it. “I’m human. I have flaws. I’m not going to change myself just to please you! Take me as I am or leave.”
Jumin’s jaw noticeably clenched, and you could tell the thought crossed his mind. Both of you were quiet for too long. The tension was so thick, even Elizabeth the 3rd left the room. Finally, he spoke.
“Do I have no other options?”
It was so like him to ask that but you shook your head. “Love me for who I am or… don’t love me at all.” Your voice trembled on the last few words but you refused to show weakness.
Another long silence.
Not once did you think you could ever leave this man and now it seemed like that was the only choice you had. That thought alone almost broke your resolve completely.
Nodding once, he whipped his phone out. “Driver Kim, please be ready within an hour to escort MC out.”
Unable to breathe, you finally broke down and fell to the floor, sobbing your heart out.
Every day it was like Saeyoung tried less and less with the relationship. At times he just didn’t care at all, and had no problem telling you so. You knew what you were getting into when you first started dating him, but you broke a little more everyday. You didn’t know how much longer you could take it.
Until a particular day when Saeyoung was having one of his “episodes” and completely ignored you. Usually you could handle him pushing you away but today was different.
“Saeyoung this is getting too much for me. Please, just tell me what I’m doing wrong so I can fix it!” You pleaded, not knowing what else you could do. If he wanted you to change something about yourself – fine, done. If he wanted you to work on something, that’s cool too. You just wished he would tell you what was wrong instead of pushing you away.
Your begging only seemed to make him angry. “Stop making everything about yourself! The world doesn’t revolve around you, MC!” He pushed the papers off of his desk and knocked his chair over as he stood. “This is how I am, this is how I will always be. You knew this. If you can’t handle it, then the door is right there.”
Your mouth went dry at those words and you could feel your heart drop into your stomach. “That’s what you want? For me to leave?”
He didn’t answer so you just shook your head. “You’re right, I can’t handle this anymore. I can’t be with someone who acts like they don’t love me. I guess I wasn’t as strong as I thought; I can’t put up with someone like you. You’re just… too hard to love,” you admitted, feeling ashamed even as you said it. It wasn’t a false statement but you hated that you gave up so easily.
You looked up to find tears streaming down his face. “Goodbye. I don’t want to see you again.” It was a lie, but it was what you both needed to hear.
hi so I need help. I cannot for the life of me find the "one bite everybody knows the rules" video w Jimmy, Brady, and Kevin. it's been driving me crazy and i was wondering if you have any idea which pizza place it was.
it’s a barstool segment dave portnoy annoyingly does 30 times a day but here’s a facebook link to the one with them, it’s prince st. pizza i have never been there but my best friend lives near it and says its the second best in nyc so lmao