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Forduary week three: Support
At least he’ll always have his brother there to support him, right?


You can see all of my Forduary entries here and all of my Stanuary entries here.

my mom's comments on every act 2 hamilton song
  • What'd I Miss: oh THIS is Thomas Jefferson!!
  • Cabinet Battle #1: "turn around bend over i'll show you where my shoe fits" still more civilized than the 2016 presidential debates though
  • Take A Break: philip grew up fast
  • Say No To This: how hot was this hamilton anyway (me: what why) a lot of people seem to be in love with him i'm just wondering
  • The Room Where It Happens: this must be your favorite song, because it's about wanting to be included
  • Schuyler Defeated: *hears first four notes* i thought we already heard this song
  • Cabinet Battle #2: i wish all debates were just rap battles
  • Washington on Your Side: the fast talking guy is back
  • One Last Time: did he die
  • I Know Him: is this the king again (me: yes) oh i thought he died or something
  • The Adams Administration: "sit down john you fat motha--" i thought he was friends with john though (me: nope wrong john)
  • We Know: "my god" is it weird that his voice is soothing to me
  • Hurricane: intense
  • The Reynolds Pamphlet: were the hamiltons like the kardashians
  • Burn: this is angelica right (me: no it's eliza) well the hamilton doesn't deserve her
  • Blow Us All Away: "How about when i get back we all strip down to our socks" I DONT LIKE THIS BOY
  • Stay Alive Reprise: oh no.
  • It's Quiet Uptown: i should be crying but it makes me wonder if i would be this sad if you died, and i don't know if i would be, so now i'm just guilty (me: oh my god)
  • The Election of 1800: "can we get back to politics please" i agree
  • Your Obedient Servant: this song is almost as passive aggressive as you are
  • Best of Wives and Best of Women: how did she forgive him
  • The World Was Wide Enough: "the world was wide enough for both hamilton and me" wow
  • Who Lives, Who Dies, Who Tells Your Story: if your father cheated on me and then wrote a song about it i probably would not do anything for him again
  • Conclusion: good music but i'm still not buying you tickets
“I got a chance to have a small conversation with her.”. She said. “She’s indeed nice. And she’s an interesting person.”. She continued, as she smiled a little. She knew what she has to say. She needed to let him go, and she knew only one person who could take care of him more than anyone else. Of course it will hurt her so much but some things never lasts the way we wanted it to. “I know you weren’t mine anymore. Or maybe you were never even mine from the very start. The moment I saw the two of you together, I knew then that I lost you already even if you haven’t told me about it yet. You know it hurts, but you have no idea how much it would affect me and my damn heart. Because it’s me, who will have to fight these feelings of mine, just to make you happy. Just to see you smile, I need to hide every little tear that’s going to come out. But don’t worry about it, I can do that—for you. Anything for you. I always do that, right? ”. She smiled as if she can’t feel any pain inside her. She wasn’t mad at him. She wasn’t mad at anyone else. She was just so sad she thinks she can’t say any word anymore. But in the end, she told him one thing she hoped he would do. She gently grabbed his hands and said, “Please do me one last favor. Please be happy. This time, please be really happy—do it for me. Will you? ”. Without waiting for an answer, she let go of his hands and walked away—without looking back. But with the acceptance that things between them will never be the same anymore.
—  ma.c.a // Love and Understanding
Retitling Hamilton songs
  • Alexander Hamilton: ALOHA BITCHES
  • Aaron Burr, Sir: Talk less, smile more
  • My Shot: LISTEN UP HOES
  • The Story of Tonight: Drunk college frat boys
  • The Schuyler Sisters: I'm lookin for a mind at work (and Peggy)
  • Farmer Refuted: GET WRECKED SEABURY *aaron burr facepalms*
  • You'll Be Back: Breakup anthem of the 16th century
  • Right Hand Man: We're kinda fucked here guys
  • A Winter's Ball: Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)
  • Helpless: Awwww
  • Satisfied: ANGELICA my QUEEN
  • The Story of Tonight reprise: There's hope for our ass after all
  • Wait For It: Take me now lord
  • Stay Alive: I'M A GENERAL, WHEEEEEEE
  • Ten Duel Commandments: Dueling for Dummies (also FORESHADOWINNNNGGGGG)
  • Meet Me Inside: I'm notcha son
  • That Would Be Enough: Awwwwwwww :'(
  • Guns and Ships: EVERYONE GIVE IT UP FOR AMERICA'S FAVORITE FIGHTING FRENCHMAAAAAAAAAN
  • History Has It's Eyes on You: I fucked up once
  • Yorktown - The World Turned Upside Down: herCULES MULLIGAN
  • What Comes Next?: Breakup anthem of the 16th century (reprise)
  • Dear Theodosia: LOOK AT MY SON
  • Non-Stop: TOTAL EARGASM
  • What'd I Miss: The whole first act pal
  • Cabinet Battle 1: TURN AROUND BEND OVER I'LL SHOW YOU WHERE MY SHOE FITS
  • Take a Break: God dammit Alexander you need to chill
  • Say No To This: YOU NEEEEED TO CHILL JFC (but Maria's high note at the end is 🙌)
  • The Room Where It Happens: BANJO
  • Schuyler Defeated: The Schuyler Sisters (Reprise)
  • Cabinet Battle 2: Daddy's calling
  • Washington On Your Side: SOUTHERN MOTHERFUCKING DEMOCRATIC REPUBLICANS
  • One Last Time: God dammit G Wash you noble son of a bitch
  • I Know Him: Jesus Christ this will be fun!
  • The Adams Administration: SIDDOWN JOHN YOU FAT MOTHER-
  • We Know: ...we know but we don't really know what but WE KNOW
  • Hurricane: hoe don't do it
  • The Reynolds Pamphlet: OH MY GOD
  • Burn: Eliza my cinnamon roll doesn't deserve any of this
  • Blow Us All Away: PHILIP YOU'RE TOO YOUNG TO DIE
  • Stay Alive - Reprise: FUCK I'M TOO YOUNG TO DIE
  • It's Quiet Uptown: GROSS SOBBING
  • The Election of 1800: You done crying? BACK TO POLITICS
  • Your Obedient Servant: Passive aggression game strong
  • Best of Wives and Best of Women: Awwwwwwwwww D':
  • The World Was Wide Enough: GROSS SOBBING
  • Who Lives, Who Dies, Who Tells Your Story: Eliza my queen cinnamon roll

Do you remember the first time you saw him?“

“Of course, he was charming, very well mannered, I didn’t detect the tiniest bit of shyness he was rather confident.” I take a moment and giggle to myself before continuing. “He was beautiful now I know that’s not a word you would use to describe a man but he truly was beautiful. Not only was he handsome but he had such a giving heart, a delicate but incredible soul. If perfection were a human he would be it.”

“Do you remember the last time you saw him?”

“I wish I didn’t…but I do, he was cold, he looked peaceful, like he was finally free from all the burdens and struggles he had encountered throughout his life. He still looked beautiful, deary me even in his death bed he still looked charming as ever. I spent so much of my life loving him and watching him grown and still I don’t believe we had enough ‘time’ together. He…” I tried to think of the right words to say but it was almost like they had been stuck on the tip of tongue and couldn’t get any further. “He was my soulmate and I honestly have no idea how I’m going to make it without him. The time we spent together, his last couple of months have meant the world to me and I will cherish them forever. So I guess what I’m saying to you is to not take your loved ones for granted because as much as we’d like to think we have forever with them, we don’t. Time stops for nobody so please hold the ones you love close and love them with all your heart before it’s too late.

—  Tenari Ioapo
great comet songs summarized by hamilton quotes
  • prologue: we have a war to fight, let's move along.
  • pierre: meanwhile in all the bleedin' and fightin', i've been readin' and writin'
  • moscow: and we just happen to be in the greatest city in the world!
  • the private and intimate life of the house: you'll be back. soon you'll see. you'll remember you belong to me.
  • natasha & bolkonskys: here's an itemized list of thirty years of disagreements! sweet jesus!
  • no one else: look into your eyes, and the sky's the limit, i'm helpless! down for the count, and i'm drowning in 'em.
  • the opera: i have never been the type to try and grab the spotlight. we were at a revel with some revels on a hot night.
  • natasha & anatole: trying to catch your eyes from the side of the ballroom.
  • natasha lost: how could i dO this?
  • the duel (part one): no more sex, pour me another brew, son!
  • the duel (part two): can we agree that duels are dumb and immature? sure, but your man has to answer for his words.
  • dust and ashes: i imagine death so much, it feels more like a memory. is this where it gets me? on my feet, several feet ahead of me? if i see it coming, do i run, or fire my gun, or let it be? there is no beat, no melody.
  • sunday morning: i take the children to church on sundays, the sign of the cross at the door.
  • charming: i'm so sorry to bother you at home, but i don't know where to go, and i came here all alone.
  • the ball: lord, show me how to say no to this, i don't know how to say no to this. in my mind i'm trying to go, then her (his) mouth is on mine, and i don't say no!
  • letters: why do you write like you're running out of time?
  • sonya & natasha: be careful with that one, love, he will do what it takes to survive.
  • sonya alone: i know my sister like i know my own mind, you will never find anyone as trusting or as kind. i love my sister more than anything in this life, i will choose her happiness over mine, every time.
  • preparations: rumors only grow, and we both know what we know.
  • balaga: no one has more resilience, or matches my practical, tactical brilliance!
  • the abduction: one last time, relax, have a drink with me. one last time, let's take a break tonight, and i'll teach you how to say goodbye.
  • in my house: most of them in my own house. DAMN! you ever see somebody ruin their own life?
  • a call to pierre: *jefferson voice* whaaaaaaaaaaaaat
  • find anatole: i'm not here for you.
  • pierre & anatole: congratulations. you have invented a new kind of stupid. a damage you can never undo kind of stupid. an open all the cages in the zoo kind of stupid. truly, you didn't think this through, KIND OF STUPID.
  • natasha very ill: i'm erasing myself from the narrative. you have torn it all apart, i'm watching it burn.
  • pierre & andrey: don't lecture ME about the war, you didn't fight in it! i almost died in a trench, while you were off getting high with the french!
  • pierre & natasha: if you see him in the street, walking by her side, talking by her side, have pity. they are going through the unimaginable.
  • the great comet of 1812: let me tell you what i wish i'd known, when i was young and dreamed of glory.
Isn’t it funny” she whispered “we never know its the last time until it never happens again” he looked at her with sad eyes “I guess… But I’m still hoping that you’ll say I love you one more time
—  L.S.
Wicked Lyric Meme
  • "Isn't it nice to know that good will conquer evil?"
  • "No one mourns the wicked."
  • "The good man scorns the wicked."
  • "Goodness knows, the wickeds lives are only."
  • "Goodness knows, the wicked die alone."
  • "Are people born wicked? Or do they have wickedness thrust upon them?"
  • "Have another drink, my dark eyed beauty."
  • "Woe to those who spurn what goodness they are shown."
  • "Many years I have waited for a gift like yours to appear."
  • "My future is unlimited."
  • "What is this feeling so sudden and new?"
  • "Let's just say, I loathe it all."
  • "Every little trait, however small, makes my very flesh begin to crawl."
  • "There's a strange exhilaration in such total detestation."
  • "I will be loathing you my whole life long."
  • "These things are sent to try us."
  • "The trouble with school is they always try to teach the wrong lesson."
  • "Life's more painless for the brainless."
  • "It's just life, so keep dancing through."
  • "Life is fraughtless for the thoughtless."
  • "Those who don't try never look foolish."
  • "I hope you'll save at least one dance for me. I'll be right there. Waiting. All night."
  • "It's clear we deserve each other."
  • "Finally for this one night, I'm about to have a fun night."
  • "Black is this year's pink."
  • "I've got something to confess. A reason, well, why I asked you here tonight."
  • "We deserve each other. Don't we?"
  • "I've decided to make you my new project."
  • "When someone needs a makeover, I simply have to take over."
  • "You're gonna be popular!"
  • "I'll teach you the proper ploys when you talk to boys, little ways to flirt and flounce."
  • "I'll help you be popular!"
  • "Don't be offended by my frank analysis, think of it as personality dialysis."
  • "Did they have brains or knowledge? Don't make me laugh!"
  • "It's not about aptitude, its the way you're viewed."
  • "He could be that boy, but I'm not that girl."
  • "Don't dream too far."
  • "Don't lose sight of who you are."
  • "Wishing only wounds the heart."
  • "One short day full of so much to do."
  • "I think we've found the place where we belong."
  • "One short day to have a lifetime of fun."
  • "I am a sentimental man who's always longed to be a father."
  • "I think everyone deserves the chance to fly."
  • "Why couldn't you have stayed calm for once instead of flying off the handle!"
  • "I hope you're happy how you hurt your cause forever."
  • "I hope you're proud how you would grovel in submission to feed your own ambition."
  • "I don't want it- no- I can't want it anymore."
  • "Something has changed within me. Something is not the same."
  • "I'm through with playing by the rules of someone else's game."
  • "It's time to try defying gravity."
  • "Can't I make you understand youre having delusions of grandeur?"
  • "I'm through accepting limits cuz someone says they're so."
  • "Some things I cannot change but til I try, I'll never know."
  • "If that's love it comes at much too high a cost."
  • "I really hope you get it and you don't live to regret it."
  • "If in flying solo, at least I'm flying free."
  • "Happy is what happens when all your dreams come true."
  • "People are so empty headed, they'll believe anything."
  • "I can't harbor a fugitive. I'm an elected official."
  • "There isn't a spell for everything."
  • "Finally from these powers, something good."
  • "Surely now I'll matter less to you. You won't mind my leaving here tonight."
  • "I've got to go appeal to her. Express the way I feel for her."
  • "You're going to lose your heart to me, I tell you."
  • "I never asked for this or planned it in advance."
  • "If you insist I will be wonderful."
  • "Where I'm from we believe all sorts of things that aren't true. We call it history."
  • "A rich man's a thief or a philanthropist."
  • "Is one a crusader or a ruthless invader?"
  • "It's all in which label is able to persist."
  • "I need help believing you're with me tonight."
  • "My wildest dreamings could not foresee lying beside you with you wanting me."
  • "I'll make every last moment last as long as you're mine."
  • "Maybe I'm brainless, maybe I'm wise, but you've got me seeing through different eyes."
  • "Somehow I've fallen under your spell."
  • "Say there's no future for us as a pair."
  • "Know I'll be here holding you as long as you're mine."
  • "It's just...for the first time, I feel wicked."
  • "Let his flesh not be torn."
  • "Let his blood leave no stain."
  • "Let him never die."
  • "You're the latest victim of my greatest achievment in a long career of distress."
  • "No good deed goes unpunished. That's my new creed."
  • "Was I really seeking good or just seeking attention?"
  • "No good deed will I do again!"
  • "Wickedness must be punished. Evil effectively eliminated."
  • "I've heard it said that people come into our lives for a reason, bringing something we must learn."
  • "We are led to those who help us most to grow if we let them."
  • "I know I'm wrong am today because I knew you."
  • "Who can say if I've been changed for the better."
  • "Because I knew you, I have been changed for good."
  • "So much of me is made of what I learned from you."
  • "I ask forgiveness for the things I've done you blame me for."
I just want to feel your shoulder brushing against mine as we walk at the same pace. I just want to meet your eyes as you laugh your beautiful laugh. I just want to feel your fingers wrapped around mine. I just want to feel your breath on my cheeks. I just want to see your wide smile and squinting eyes. I just want to hear you say those three words, those eight letters. I just want to be the only thing on your mind. Just one last time. But instead, the feelings swell up in my chest, harsher than before. The memories flash under my closed eyelids, just out of reach.
—  I’m still in love with you.
If I could offer you one piece of advice to hold in your heart, it would be to appreciate every second you have with the things that you love; be they places, objects or people…. Because there is a last time for everything and you don’t always get to know that it’s the last time when you’re in it.
There will be a last time you see a sunrise, a last time you taste ice-cream and a last time you smell a rose. 
There will be a last time you enter every room, a last time you hold every pet, and a last time you hear a loved one’s voice. 
Sometimes we know we’re in those moments and we can saver ever second of them - but so often we don’t know until that moment is gone and it’s too late to go back and relive it. 
So hold onto those moments while you have them… live inside them…. appreciate them to their fullest every time so you’ll never regret taking them for granted one day when they’re gone.
Airports:

There’s something peculiarly depressing about airports. Maybe it’s because airports are where the final goodbye’s are muttered, and they’re where your lips and hers meet for the very last time. Airports are where tear-ridden farewells are spluttered, and they’re where you look over your shoulder one last time as you pass through security, praying, hoping against hope that this isn’t really happening and that you don’t really have to say goodbye.

But airports also bring out hope. The terminal is where you’ll see her face light up like a firework as she sets eyes on you for the first time in a month, two months, a year or more. It’s where you’ll throw your arms round her and pull her close like you’ve never done before because now you finally appreciate what it’s like to be without her.

(From your resident sap, an unbelievably fluffy piece from an unbelievably fluffy conversation with the unbelievably lovely @eggos-and-promises)

El lies awake for hours, watching her ceiling fan spin around and around before finally reaching for the supercomm on her nightstand and turning it to Mike’s channel. She swallows nervously as the static crackles. It’s not a nightmare she’s waking him up for…but she HAS to say SOMETHING.
“Mike?” she whispers into the speaker.
Almost instantaneously, he responds.
“El?”
She can hear the sleep heavy in his voice and her stomach twists with guilt.
“I’m sorry I woke you up.”
“Nonono, El, it’s all right. You didn’t wake me up,” he says through an unsuccessfully stifled yawn. “What did you need? Are you okay?”
Is she okay? Of course. She’s talking to him. That’s why she called. That’s why she was lying awake for all those hours.
That’s why all of a sudden, she doesn’t know what to say.
“El?”
“Yes,” she squeezes her eyes shut and shakes her head. “I’m okay.” She thought she’d finally figured out how to say it. But now the worries are back, the worries that tell her maybe she shouldn’t. That it’s silly. That it’s not something she SHOULD say, that it’s only for people like Joyce and Hopper and Nancy and Jonathan.
The static crackles. “Are you sure?” Concern now tinges Mike’s voice and she can picture his face with the tiny frown he always wears when he’s worrying. She never likes him to worry, but something about it makes her heart feel funny, like it’s expanding. She feels that way around Joyce and Hopper and Jonathan and Will whenever they tell her they love her and whenever she tells them she loves them too. But she also feels like that around Mike. Whenever she is around him. Or even when she just thinks about him. And she feels dizzy. Or as if she is wearing all of her jackets at once, even if she’s only in her pajamas.  
Is that still love? It’s what she’s been thinking about all night: she likes being around him. He makes her happy. Isn’t that love? She’s decided she has to tell him, before all the words slip away from her again.
“I’m sure,” she finally responds.
He sighs, relieved. “Okay, good.”
She hears the smile in his voice and her heart expands again. So she takes a deep breath.
“I love you, Mike.”
Silence.
And more silence.
And more silence.
Oh no.
She’d been wrong. She shouldn’t have said anything. Words never came out the right way for her, and now they’d come out all wrong again. A lump grows in her throat as she realizes she doesn’t even know what else to say, even to try and fix it. The silence just pounds in her ears, making her eyes water.
She is just about to put the supercomm back on the nightstand and crawl deep under the covers where she will never have to talk to anyone again when the supercomm crackles back to life.
“I love you, too, El!”
His voice sounds strange, higher and faster and like he’s whispering and yelling at the same time, but it’s MIKE’S VOICE saying THOSE WORDS and that makes her happier than anything.
(If only she had known that the only reason he hadn’t answered right away had been because he’d fallen off his bed in shock and lain motionless on the floor, staring in disbelief at the ceiling. Had she known that, she might have been spared those awful minutes of sadness and worry and doubt.)

The next morning is Saturday and Hopper drops El off at Mike’s house as usual for breakfast. Mike answers the door and before she can say a word, he pulls her into the tightest hug he’s ever given her, one that she tries to return just as tightly.
Mrs. Wheeler pokes her head around the corner to tell them the pancakes are ready, and they break apart (although their hands remain clasped), and the smile on Mike’s face is so big, El’s already huge smile only gets bigger.
When it’s time to go home, and she’s putting on her jacket by the door, Mike suddenly jumps and pulls her away by the hand he’s been holding all day, saying she’s forgotten something in the basement.
When they get there, Mike takes her other hand, takes a deep breath and says in a rush,
“IloveyouEl, IknowIsaiditlastnightbutIwantedtotellyouinperson, too.”
And even though she’s only put on one jacket, it might as well be four. She smiles down at their intertwined hands and then back up at his red smiling face.
“I love you, too.”
They both let out a breath they didn’t know they’d been holding that turns into giggles and then into another tight hug.
They run back up the stairs and to the front door, where both of them have the same idea: to quickly kiss the other on the cheek. Neither of them make it because as El turns around and Mike leans in, their lips meet instead and they spring back, surprised (though definitely not unhappy, if their grins and rosy cheeks are any indicator).
There’s the dizzy feeling again and she’s sure that’s why the only soft words that come out of her mouth are “A kiss.”
Mike’s grin only becomes more sheepish and he glances down at the floor. El turns to leave, and as she steps outside, she whispers one last, “Love you, Mike,” before shutting the door gently behind her.
(Which means that she doesn’t see Mike calmly walk upstairs to his bedroom, where he collapses on the bed and muffles his disbelieving jubilant squeaks into his pillow.)
When Hopper sees her ear-to-ear smile and rosy cheeks, all he asks is, “Huh, good day, kid?”
“Very good,” she says with a giddy nod as she feels her heart expand for the millionth time that day. She knows it won’t be the last.

cooperscupofcoffee  asked:

I recently found out that my boss is a transphobe, but since I work in a small restaurant with no HR, there's no one to talk to (outside of the general manager and assistant manager). They're aware of my boss's attitude but pray for me that this will be the last time I'll have to hear him go off. Overall, I like the job. My coworkers are awesome. Even the shitty customers aren't that bad (I think because we're "high end" we attract a lot of entitlted people with too much money wns).

I’d put an ad in Craigslist asking all the trans people to eat at your restaurant and to make sure they say a special hello to the manager.

It can go two ways. He either quits or he goes off on enough guests that the owner has to fire him. Either way it’s a win.

I know if you did that here the place would be packed. But each city is different.

-Rodney

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Soft Hands shirts Part 2 

(Part 1

Some more merch from your fav Samwell punk band (AU by @heyfightme designs in due part thanks to @omgpieplease). How do they have so many shirts? Lardo probably silk screens each design once in a large batch and then just sells them until they sell out. 

Side note I really love the skeleton hands so here’s some ideas I might follow up on later: a skeleton hand making a raised fist, a skeleton hand flipping the bird, a skull smoking pot. 

READ THE CAPTIONS I added color commentary from the band on there.

anonymous asked:

During class, my teacher said "I think we could go louder with the low trumpets on this part" and im the only one on third so I'm like "oh of course, yes I'll do that" and as it turns out, I actually played too loud the last time. So my teacher says "you know I love that d, but that's just too much" and got so confused when over half the class started laughing.

I LIVE FOR THE STUPID SHIT BAND DIRECTORS SAY

_This.
This is for the oceans in which we could never swim. This is for the mountains we could never climb together. This is for the endless giggles we could have rejoiced in together. This is for the impossible obstacles we could have encountered together. This is for those infinite texts we could have exchanged. This is for those tears which we would have wiped off each other’s cheeks. This is for the million conversations we could have had. This is for those fights which we could have gotten through together. And this is for those years, we could’ve spent being the pillar of support for each other.
Contrary to what people say, I don’t believe that friendships and relationships last forever. But that’s what we wish for, don’t we? This is for you and me and the story we could never complete. The story of our journey which ended so abruptly. It’ll prick but we’ll move on, because one day we decided that we weren’t strong enough for the thunderstorms coming. _
‘You loved him, didn’t you?’
'More than I can say in words.’
'Then why did you two never end up together?’
'Our timing was never right and even when it was, we knew we would never last. We loved one another far too much to ever destroy one another.’
Must You Draw On Your Hands?

Pairing: Tom Holland x female reader

Requested?: Yes

Word count: 962

Summary: Soulmate AU where if you draw on your hand or arm it shows up on your soulmate. Tom and reader meet and realize that they’re soulmates thanks to readers habit of drawing on her hands when bored.

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No matter how long she pondered it, the words wouldn’t come out. And the silence was draining. Finally, when Annie spoke, there was only one thing she could say.

“I’m sorry.”

Fanfic aesthetic: She’s Got Your Eyes 

[AO3/FF]