I’m so fucking angry that I can barely think properly, I doubt this rant will make sense so my sincerest apologies if I’ve confused you with my anger.
I don’t fucking understand why Twitter is such a shitty fucking place and they feel as if people read their stupid as fuck comments, maybe they’re trying to feel better about their pathetic lives and get off to insulting people who have more fucking talent than them, but who knows? I won’t be nosy.
Jenna looked beautiful tonight and I thought she looked so adorable when she started bobbing her head along to the music. She was happy. Then fucking Twitter decides to fucking add their unnecessary and irrelevant input and basically ruin the night for me, and I’m sure I’m not the only person who felt like this when they saw these tweets.
I hate the fact that Jenna could see these tweets at any time, and they would hurt her. I don’t want her to feel hurt or ashamed, I want her to feel happy that she got to attend the Grammys with her husband and watch him and his best friend win a Grammy. I want her to remember that tonight was one of the best nights she’s ever had, and these tweets are so fucking disgusting and they make me sick.
Think before you fucking speak, I don’t give a flying fuck if you’re in the Clique or not. People who insult Jenna like this is like me talking shit about Beyoncè or Lady Gaga or anyone that a lot of people love, it’s fucking fucked up.
Okay, I’m going to have to come clean at the start. This is
another recap of two performances. One was with the full original cast (which
I’ll talk less about, but I will cover the mistakes in it which were plentiful and
glorious), which I will refer to as the Boxing Day show when I mention it, and
the other was with James Howard as Draco and Morag Cross as McGonagall. The
latter is the one for which I was sitting near the front of the stalls, and
that’s the one I’ll focus on, because it was better and more interesting.
(You’ll all be pleased to know I wrote over 2000 words less in this recap than I did my last one. It’s still almost long enough to be a dissertation though so… Sorry about that! I hope you enjoy.)
((Because drawing is hard for me, a description of Loch’s outfit tomorrow.
TL;DR–red jacket with black trim and cuffs, black shirt, pink vest with thin black stripes, red pants with pinstripes, a sweet cravat with his Skull pendant clipped onto it and his old Aether pin on his lapel. Inspired by Baile Oricorio. His hair is down and not under his hat, so it’s nearly at his shoulders. A charm bracelet with his name written on it in skulls from Cece.
Author’s Notes: Guess who collabbed again :^D Me and @mystictickles collabed and made this work of art~ It was really fun ^^ And we’re gonna do another one as well! And then I still have my own fic as promised coming later today, so just think of this as making up for the serious lack of original fics on this blog wow I apologize lmao. Also I’m putting the cut a bit further down than normal because… why not. I’m experimenting with different writing styles/formats to see which gets the most notes/reblogs/hearts whatever. So I hope you like the fic, we liked writing it~! ^^
Summary: Yuuri attempts to make Victor breakfast in bed quietly, but clumsily wakes him up instead. And Victor is not happy :^)
Word count: 979
Yuuri should have known this was a bad idea. Why did he think he could cook anything? All he was doing was messing it up. He had the mixing spoon in his teeth, he was holding the oven open with his foot, and he was hopping up and down trying to shake up a drink, and then he was mixing lettuce with his other free hand. Yeah, it was a heck of a sight. And the hopping wasn’t exactly quiet, and he knew that, but it was much louder than he’d realized. He had hoped to be able to make Victor a nice breakfast for once, though it wasn’t really going as how he had planned. He had pictured it in his mind as cute and romantic, though it turned out to be a huge disaster. And it didn’t take long until a grumpy Victor was standing behind him. “Yuuri, what the heck are you doing?” Yuuri jumped up in surprise and dropped everything he was holding. “V-v-victor?! A-aren’t you supposed to be sleeping?” Yuuri stuttered, and Victor just shook his head. “I was indeed sleeping until a certain raven haired Japanese katsudon boy woke me up.”
“I-I can explain, I swear!” Yuuri choked. “I was…!”
“You were…?” Victor trailed off, raising his eyebrows as if waiting for the rest of that sentence to be completed.
He thought Ygritte might try to run, but she only stood there, waiting, looking at him. “You
never killed a woman before, did you?” When he shook his head, she said, “We die the same as
men. But you don’t need to do it. Mance would take you, I know he would. There’s secret ways.
Them crows would never catch us.” “I’m as much a crow as they are,” Jon said. She nodded, resigned. “Will you burn me, after?” “I can’t. The smoke might be seen.” “That’s so.” She shrugged. “Well, there’s worse places to end up than the belly of a
shadowcat.” He pulled Longclaw over a shoulder. “Aren’t you afraid?” “Last night I was,” she admitted. “But now the sun’s up.”
we have this shitty little cordless handheld vacuum that used to be good but has thoroughly gone to shit over the years. the connectors between the switch (which is like a trigger, you hold it down to make it run) and the battery pack are fucky so it’ll run for a couple seconds and then stop, so you have to re-squeeze the switch to restart it for another couple seconds. and the noise it makes is high pitched for a vacuum and also incredibly annoying
and for some reason my mom insists on using it, so rn the sound through the whole house is WRYYYY…. WRYYYYY…. WRYYYYYY
so I finally have more information re: car repairs
my dad and his girlfriend took my truck to another collision place this morning, one that I recognized as one my mom’s used in the past. the good news is, they’ll fix my truck with the money provided us by our insurance company.
bad news is, it’s gonna take them two weeks to do it. so I’m thinking I’m gonna have to start looking at rental car rates since I don’t think the 3 of us can make sharing one car work for 2 more weeks
Fire For A Heart
, by @tvshows-addict and @stylinscripts : The Grey’s anatomy/Chicago Fire AU no one asked for where Louis
is the captain of the firefighting Squad 78, Harry is a surgeon, Zayn
is Louis’ second in command and Liam is the rookie. Niall and Sam are
Harry’s fellow residents and have their own affair going on.
Larry doctor Harry / firefighter Louis (43k) : as expected, I’m not gonna recover of the feels this fic gave me.So
yeah, first chapter full of fluff and funny and OMG the smut
(WOW)(bottom Louis) . and then the second chapter leave you hurt on the
floor, sobbing. (so yeah, read the tags before cause TW in it). My
feels, guys, my feels. It’s just so beautiful and sad and FUCK I love
A Fallen Star That Shines No More
, by @nauticalallusions : Louis might have a problem.Said problem lies entirely in
the fact that he can’t seem to avoid Harry Styles, The Ex-Boyfriend
That Broke His Heart and World Famous Popstar Sensation. Everything is
only made more complicated by the fact that he doesn’t really want to
avoid Harry either, even though they’re supposed to mean nothing to each
other. Another tiny problem may also be that Harry has no idea that Louis has a daughter now.Yeah, he’s screwed.
AU (25k) : like 3 of my fav plot together : ex to lovers + famous-not
famous + single dad!Louis = <3 (bottom Louis for the smut)
, by @a-writerwrites : “Have you seen his arse?” He whispered
conspiratorially in that way that drunks do when they think they are
being discreet but they are really just being loud and obnoxious.“Yes,
Harry. I’ve seen his arse. I’ve read the poems you’ve composed about
said arse. I’ve even listened to you talk ad nauseum about Louis’
arse. It’s a good one, alright? Is that what you want me to say? Do I
want to see it naked? No? Do I want to put my dick in it? No. But I
can appreciate your infatuation with it, being the gay man that you
are.”Harry was nodding along enthusiastically. “I know, right?”
That’s all he said, as if Niall was truly in complete agreement with
him. Niall lowered his voice, “Are you sure he’s even gay?”Harry
raised his eyebrows at Niall. Niall stared back at his friend over the
chipped tabletop. “Have you seen his arse?” Harry repeated, as if
that were a suitable answer. Niall just shook his head.***** A Uni AU
where Harry wants his first time to be with Louis, his really hot
roommate. Louis has other plans.
Larry Uni-roomate AU (27k) : Very funny ! Virgin!Harry pining on his roomate , drunk sex (kind of share that) and fluff ensue.
heading for a small disaster
, by @fukcinglouis :
He and Harry have never had an interaction outside of this car,
and they probably never will. After all, Harry is just the guy that
drives Louis to work, and Louis is just another customer. That’s all
they are, really.
Or, Harry drives an Uber and Louis’s life is falling apart.
AU (20k). Okay so fair warning about sad!Louis and emotional hurt. but
this is really well written,and this story is really original! (and
happy ending) (and not smut)
Not So Typical
Harry Styles; football phenomenon, academic prodigy and the most liked
guy at Washington State. Harry has it all; the looks, the popularity,
the best friends and it doesn’t hurt that there is a line of girls ready
to jump his bones at any second. It all was perfect…almost perfect
that is. Until that one night, with that one too many drink still
burning in his throat and those piercing blue eyes infusing themselves
into his every thought.
Larry US-uni AU (90k) :
football Harry, hate to love,first time and coming out … classical
plots but nicely done ! (kind of share that)
Larry Uni - BFF to lovers AU (11k) : well written, with jealousy, pining, and nice smut (kind of share that)
This Must Be My Dream
, by @writing-about-larry : When he got closer, Harry could
see that the person on the side
of the road was a young man who was holding a piece of cardboard.
London was scribbled onto it in big letters so passing drivers leaving
the motorway station could easily read it.OR Louis
is hitchhiking and Harry takes him in. And well, who knew that there
would be so many things to be discovered apart from towns and roads and
Larry road-trip AU (12k) : cute ! bottom Harry for the smut , and european road-trip :)
language or the kiss
, by anonymous : “I’ve heard about you, Louis.”Louis just looked
back at him, hands on his small hips, foot tapping
out an angry beat on the hardwood floor, a verse just under his tongue,
waiting to spill out. “Yeah? What have you heard?” Harry slowly stood
up, his long lean body feline as he came forward,
slowly closing the two feet between them. “Yeah…I’ve heard about you.”
Harry whispered, so close Louis could smell his cologne, something
spicy and fruity, soft and wild. “You’re the one.”Louis looked up at
him; unfortunately he had to look up. The fucker
had about three to four inches on him. “The one what?” His eyes
flickered from Harry’s intent stare to his wet obscene lips. Louis
wasn’t proud. But his dick may have twitched a little. Just a little.
“You’re the one to beat.”OR the one where Louis’ the best at everything
until Harry comes along and makes him think twice. About everything.
Summer Camp AU (31k) : Poetry and competition ! You maybe wanna slap
Louis at first (I did), but god it was great ! Well written, great smut
(bottom Harry) .