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some bomb ass study music
  • sorry - halsey
  • let it go - james bay
  • tenerife sea - ed sheeran
  • simple as this - jake bugg
  • oblivion - indians
  • without words - ray lamontagne
  • cellophane - sia
  • i see the light - tangled
  • lostmyhead - the 1975
  • unsteady (erich lee gravity remix) - x ambassadors
  • half the man - rozzi crane
  • meet me in the hallway - harry styles
  • down - marian hill
  • bloodstream - the chainsmokers
  • rose gold - pentatonix
  • cruz - christina aguilera
  • suite for solo cello no. 1 in g major - yo-yo ma
  • the scientist - coldplay
  • skinny love - birdy
  • urn - childish gambino
  • the long grift - hedwig and the angry inch
  • two ghosts - harry styles
  • eye of the needle - sia
  • november has come - gorillaz
  • xo - john mayer
  • almost - dnce
  • if i believe you - the 1975
  • non, je ne regrette rien - edith piaf
  • blood theme - dexter
  • kiss me - ed sheeran
  • one - ed sheeran
  • magic - coldplay
  • somewhere over the rainbow - israel kamakawiwo’ole
  • heathen - colouring
  • skyscraper - demi lovato
  • lose it - oh wonder
  • burn the pages - sia
  • i’m in here - sia
  • the wave - colouring
  • last living souls - gorillaz
  • long way down - tom odell
  • tee shirt - birdy
  • beside you - 5 seconds of summer
  • footprints - sia
  • heartbreak warfare - john mayer
  • nocturnes, op. 9: no. 2 in e-flat major - chopin
  • all i want - kodaline
  • all alone - gorillaz
  • from the dining table - harry styles
  • everything has grown - colouring
  • an encounter - the 1975
  • drive - halsey
  • i miss you - blink-182
  • photograph - ed sheeran
  • all we do - oh wonder
  • trouble (stripped) - halsey
  • not about angels - birdy
  • young god - halsey

link to this playlist on spotify

FRENCH MUSIC RECOMMENDATIONS

Note: Some of these artsits are not from France, but are Belgian, Canadaian, even Austrian. What I mean by ‘French music’ is that it is sung in the French language.


THE NATIONAL ANTHEMS OF THE FRANCOPHONE COUNTRIES:

France - La Marseillaise
Belgium -  La Brabançonne
Canada - Oh, Canada!



POP AND JAZZ

It would be fair to start off with one of the most successful and famous French singers - ZAZ. Her genres are jazz and acoustic, some songs you should definitely check out are: Je veux | On ira | Les passants | La vie en rose |  Si jamais j'oublie;
Another obvious one is Lara Fabian. Some of her songs are: Je t’aime | Je suis malade | J’ai besoin de parler | Ma vie dans la tienne | J’y crois encore;
Céline Dion Pour que tu m’aimes encore | Je sais pas | On ne change pas
Parler à mon père | Encore un soir;
Desireless Voyage, voyage;
Indila Dernière danse | S.O.S. | Tourner dans le vide | Feuille d’automne
Amir Haddad (my personal favourite) J’ai cherché | On dirait | Au cœur de moi | Oasis;
Alma Requiem | La chute est lente | Ma peau aime;
Tal Le passé | Le sens de la vie | Rien n’est parfait | Je prends le large
Vianney Je m’en vais | Moi aimer toi | Dumbo | Sans le dire
Zoë Loin d’ici | Mon ange | Adieu | La nuit des merveilles
Le coeur de pirate Comme des enfants | Crier tout bas;
Christophe Maé Il est où le bonheur | La parisienne | On s’atache | Belle demoiselle;
Jean-Jacques Goldman 4 mots sur un piano | J’irai où tu iras | Sarbacane;

RAP AND HIP-HOP

Stromae 

Papaoutai | Alors on danse | Formidable | Tous Les Mêmes | Ta fête | Carmen |  Quand c’est;
Maître Gims J’me tire | Est-ce que tu m'aimes? | Bella |Habibi | Sapés comme jamais | Laissez passer
Columbine Les Prélis | Dom Périgon
Suprême NTM Ma benz | That’s my people | Seine-Saint-Denis Style | Métèque;
Diam’s Jeune demoiselle | Car Tu Portes Mon Nom | Par Amour | Coeur de bombe
Booba Validée | Tombé pour elle | Scarface | Comme une étoile | Ma couleur | Au bout des reves
Nekfeu Mauvaise graine | Tempête | Egérie | On verra | Ma dope;
SCH Allo maman | Fusil | Champs-Élysées | A7;
Lacrim Grand Armée | Colonel Carrillo | Gustava Gaviria | Poutine | Brasse au max;

ROCK - classic, alternative, indie, folk

Kyo Dernière danse | Le chemin | Le Graal | Je cours | Je saigne encore | L’équilibre;
Indochine J’ai demandé à la lune | L’avanturier | Trois nuits par semaine | 3ème sexe;
Noir désir Le vent nous portera | L’homme pressé | Un jour en France | Comme elle vient;  
Izia La vague | Les ennuis;
Images Les démons de minuit | Corps à corps;
Rita Mitsouko C’est comme ça | Marcia Baila;
My diet pill L’air de rien;
Luke La sentinelle | Soledad | La terre ferme | Le reste du monde | Se taire | Stella
Sortilège D’ailleurs | Metaporphose | Rock city;

FOLK/ CHANSON FRANÇAISE

Jacques Brel Ne me quitte pas | Quand on n’a que l’aimour | La chanson des vieux amants;
Renaud Toujours debout | J’ai embrassé un flic | Mistral gagnat;
Bénabar Le diner | L’effer papillon | A la campagne | Politiquement correct | Dis lui oui
Fréro Delavega Ton visage | Le coeur éléphant | Mon petit pays |Autour de moi;
LouanAvenir | Jour 1 | Jeune (j’ai envie) | Nos secrets | Rester seule;
Edith Piaf Non, je ne regrette rien | La vie en rose | La foule | La boheme;
Claudio Capéo Un homme debout | Ca va ça va | Riche;
Kendji Girac Andalouse | Cool | Conmigo | Elle m’a aimé | No Me Mirès Màs | Les yeux de la mama;
Léo Ferré Avec le temps | C’est extra | La solitude | La mémoire et la mer;
Mes Aïeux Dégénérations | La différence | Ça va mal | Train de vie

EDM/ ELECTRONIC 

WoraklsToi | Salzburg | Bleu;
N’to Trauma | Time | Minuit Caféine | Sur les berges | Flash;


INDIE POP/ INDIE ELECTRONIC

Le couleur L’amour le jour | Jukebox | Voyage amoureux;
Bagarre Mourir du club | Le gouffre | Claque-le | Ris pas;
Les Pirouettes L’escalier | Je nous vois | Dernier métro
Poom Les voiles | Toi et moi | Qui es-tu?;
Aline Je bois et puis je danse | Elle m’oubliera | La vie électrique;
Fishbach Un autre que moi | Béton mouillé | Y crois-tu;
Lescop La forêt | La nuit américaine | Le vent | Le mal mon ange;
Juniore Panique | A la plage | La fin du monde;
Frànçois & The Atlas Mountains La Fille Aux Cheveux de Soie | La vérité Grand Dérèglement;

Viktor Nikiforov is a meme.

I’m not just talking about irl meta. I’m talking about in-universe, in YOI Russia and probably the rest of the world too, Viktor Nikiforov is a meme.

At some point, the Skating World’s Living Legend got a picture of himself cropped at just the right angle to offer no context and excellent memeing potential.

It’s probably a picture of him with the longer hair and it’s flying out behind him as he does an over dramatic lunge. There are probably several different versions of it. Someone put ‘Walk walk fashion baby” over it in red comic sans. Another post is circulating where the picture is posted below an audio clip of “I’M A BIRD MOTHERFUCKER I’M A BIRD.”

Mostly it’s a reaction image. One of the more popular ones is When your friends ask you why you always gotta be so dramatic 

The meme is an old picture and many people don’t even associate Viktor with it, given that his hairstyle and bodytype have changed so much since then. Sometimes he will be recognized as over dramatic figure skater, but only because the information is free to anyone who visits Know Your Meme.

Over Dramatic Figure Skater is a 2005 image of Russian figure skater Viktor Nikiforov. The image is taken from a recording of Nikiforov’s Non, Je Ne Regrette Rien program at the 2005-2006 Junior Grand Prix Final. 

Sometimes Yuuri will watch Viktor do something completely ridiculous and the thought will strike, apropos of nothing, that he is literally married to a meme.

anonymous asked:

Could u maybe write something angsty about yn and Peter's high school graduation?xx

“Say “graduation”!“ May encouraged from behind the camera, grinning at you and Peter.

"Graduation!” you and Peter chorused, your arms around each other’s shoulders. Peter gestured for May to take another photo, and he pressed his lips to your temple as the flash went off.

“That’s a keeper,” the older woman declared, coming over to join the two of you. “You both look so grown up,” she added fondly, taking in your matching robes and mortarboards.

“We don’t feel it,” you chuckled, glancing over at the high school you technically no longer attended. “I can still remember our first day.”

“It was raining,” your boyfriend recalled. “You walked me home with your raincoat held over both our heads.”

“Then you noticed when we got to your door that you had an umbrella in your bag,” you giggled. He rolled his eyes, wrapping his arm around your waist and resting his cheek atop your head.

“May, could you give us a minute please?” he asked. May smiled knowingly, before making her way over to speak to MJ’s parents.

“Everything okay?” you asked, confused. He nodded, before breathing out slowly.

“I have something I want to ask you,” Peter began, sounding nervous. “It’s kind of a big deal, but I think we’re ready. It’s cool if you’re not though, because we can wait, or just not-,”

“Peter,” you interrupted, smiling as you cupped his cheek gently. “Tell me.”

He met your eyes again, a look of pure hope on his face.

“Would you like to get a flat with me? I mean, we both got into college in the same place and it would make things less stressful when we leave home, and I…I’d really like to wake up with you every morning,” he ended softly, biting his lip as he waited for your reaction.

You felt your heart breaking in your chest. You couldn’t imagine anything more perfect than living with Peter; he wasn’t just your boyfriend, he was your best friend and your favourite person in the world. And you couldn’t live with him.

“Peter, I….” You trailed off, trying to find the right words. “We didn’t get into college in the same place.”

His brow furrowed in confusion. “But we both got into-,”

“I applied for Oxford,” you blurted out. “I didn’t tell you because I didn’t think I’d be accepted, but they emailed me last night and they want me, and it’s all crazy and I don’t know what to do because this is everything I’ve ever wanted, but…so are you.”

Peter’s lips parted as he processed what you were saying.

“You’re moving to England,” he said quietly. “When?”

You couldn’t work out his reaction, and you sighed. “Two weeks. I thought I’d have longer…I thought we’d have longer.”

He nodded distractedly, ducking his head to hide his face. You reached for his hand, but he pulled away.

“I should go find May,” he mumbled. “I need to get home.”

“Peter, talk to me,” you begged, beginning to cry and catching his hand as he turned to walk away. “I never thought I’d actually get in, I thought I’d be staying with you.”

He finally looked at you, his eyes full of tears. “I’m so proud of you, (Nickname), truly. I just don’t want to lose you.”

“You won’t,” you promised, tears streaming down your cheeks. “We can email, and Skype, and I’ll come home for holidays, and you can come visit me. We can make this work, Pete.”

Peter nodded slightly, squeezing your hand almost unnoticeably. “I need to go home. I just…I need some time to process all this.”

You bit your lip, squeezing his hand back. “Call me later?” you asked, your voice shaking.

He nodded again, his fingers slowly slipping out of the grasp of your own as he turned and walked away.

French Songs Playlist

My favorite French songs: 
Emmenez-moi - Charles Aznavour
Il est où le bonheur - Christophe Maé
Et si en plus y a personne - Alain Souchon
J’ai demandé à la lune - Indochine
Le vent nous portera - Noir désir
Ma liberté de penser - Florent Pagny
Schengen - Raphaël
Caravane - Raphaël
Manhattan Kaboul - Renaud
Jeunesse lève-toi - Saez
Les lumières dans la plaine - Mickey 3D
Sur la route - Gérard de Palmas
J’t’emmène au vent - Louise Attaque
La lettre - Renan Luce
Santiano - Hugues Aufray
Les yeux revolvers - Marc Lavoine
Envole-moi - Jean-Jacques Goldman
Le SOS d’un terrien en détresse - Grégory Lemarchal
Sur ma route - Black M

French songs about regions of France: 
Les champs Elysées - Joe Dassin (about Paris)
Paris - Willy William (about Paris)
Les corons - Les Stentors (about the north of France)
Chanson pour l’auvergnat - George Brassens (about the region of Auvergne)
Le sud - Nino Ferrer (about the south of France)
Je viens du sud - Chimène Badi (about the south of France)
Belle-Ile-En-Mer - Laurent Voulzy (about the island of Belle-Ile en Mer)

Other well-known French songs: 
Le chant des partisans (a french song from world war two)
La Marseillaise (our national hymn)
Non je ne regrette rien - Edith Piaf
Je l’aime à mourir - Francis Cabrel
Ne me quitte pas - Jacques Brel
Mistral gagnant - Renaud
Foule sentimentale - Alain Souchon
L’aigle noir - Barbara

Basically, artists and songs that I enjoy listening to in my French-learning endeavor. As any playlist, it’s completely subjective, as well as a tad bit messy (since I’m not very systematic when music is concerned so expect time eras to overlap freely), but I hope you will like it anyway!

Also in this series: Random Music in Spanish | Italian

  • Édith Piaf – no surprises here, she really is a classic (and understandably so). I also love older music, so it wasn’t long before I was obsessed with a couple of songs. Personal favorites are Les Mômes de la clôche [x] (this one is reeeally old, it dates back to 1936!), L’Accordéoniste [x], Sous le Ciel de Paris [x] and the universally known Non, je ne regrette rien [x].
  • Zaz – definitely a more recent one, even though she has covered many classic pieces; I’m mostly in love with her jazzy voice and vocalizing. The first song I listened to was Je Veux [x], but I would also recommend On Ira [x], Gamine [x] and her wonderful cover of Dans Ma Rue [x] (be ready to bawl your eyes out). 
  • Michel Sardou – whatever your opinion on the movie La Famille Bélier, it’s difficult to deny that its musical side was pretty cool. Listen to Je Vole [x] (here goes also Louane’s version [x]), En Chantant [x], and, if you are a les Mis fan, enjoy him Enjolras-ing in the Original French Concept album [x]!
  • Stromae – I’m well aware he’s actually Belgian, but I shall use the term French to designate the language here. There’s probably no further need to recommend him as I’m sure he’s pretty well known, but I like him so much that I’ll do it anyway, haha. Personally, I enjoy his original take on Bizet’s Carmen [x], Tous Les Mêmes [x], and of course Papaoutai [x].
  • Georges Brassens – a singer-songwriter that inspired many (and among those Fabrizio De André), his witty lyrics and rich voice are timeless. Listen to La Mauvaise Réputation [x], Mourir Pour Des Idées [x], and Les Passantes [x].
  • Joe Dassin – I’ll be honest and admit that I don’t have extensive knowledge of his discography, but I do know Les Champs Élysées [x] and truthfully it such a fun song to sing along to that I just had to include it in this list.
  • Les Choristes – actually a movie and not an artist; I first saw it in my last year of primary school and had its soundtrack stuck in my head for weeks. If you like choirs, these songs should be a good fit: Vois Sur Ton Chemin [x], La Nuit [x] and Caresse Sur L’Océan [x].
  • MIKA – kinda sure you’ve heard of this guy ;) There’s not much more to say other than his songs are extremely catchy in any language. The only ones I know well are Boum Boum Boum [x] and Elle Me Dit [x], but I’ll gladly listen to more if I find them!
  • Dalida – the Egyptian-born Italian-French singer (!), who tragically committed suicide in 1987, sang both in French and Italian. Personally, and for obvious reasons, I am more versed in her Italian production, but I can say that T’Aimer Follement [x] is a huuuge earworm for me, just like the French version of Ciao, Amore, Ciao [x] (I’ve got to warn you, though, if you aim for a native-like pronunciation don’t imitate her, for as far as I can tell she has a discernible Italian accent).
these things are how you make me feel (ch 3/3)

There’s a hand on Nursey’s forehead, and he knows immediately that it’s Will. Can tell by the warmth, the weight, the calluses pressing against his skin. The back of Will’s hand runs down his stubbly cheek, knuckles brushing softly, his thumb pressing in warm circles.

“You know how ironic it is for the kid called Nurse to get so sick he can’t ask for help?” Will says, his voice pitched low and tense. If Nursey felt any less terrible he might laugh, but instead he pushes up into Will’s touch, and hears him sigh.

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AND I’M DONE go on and read, friends! this was completely unedited so I’m sorry for this 12000 words of feelings. thank you for reading! <3