I was having a lovely Sunday, filled with laziness and, somewhat ironically, bingeing YouTube videos, until it was ruined by two things.
The first, is snow, my nemesis and greatest foe. The second was the shitstorm caused by the YoutubeIsOverParty hashtag currently trending on Twitter. And I’ve got to admit, as much as snow and I enjoy our eternal battle, I never once thought of YouTube as anything other than an ally. Though that has since changed.
Now, I understand censoring cursing and nudity, I’m pretty sure the latter has always been age restricted, but I am profoundly disturbed to discover that LGBTQ+ content is now considered “restricted”. That is absurd. You are absurd. This is absurd. And if anything, this just panders into the philosophies of the homophobic parents who wish to keep their children “protected” from such content.
YouTube always seemed to be this sort of free enterprise in term of content. A place where anyone could post anything as long as it wasn’t harmful to others. But restricting LGBTQ+ content is a harmful enterprise. Sometimes, all people have is the internet. They don’t have supportive friends or family, so they’ll turn to the internet, and places like YouTube specifically, to find others like themselves. And many of these people are youths. Youth who are scared or questioning things and are looking to the content on YouTube for guidance. Putting a restriction on LGBTQ+ content is detrimental to those people.
Creators who strive for equality and acceptance should not be deemed restricted. These are people belonging to or supporting a marginalised community. They should not be vilified for trying to create a dialogue.
Please fix your error YouTube because I’d rather you not become my new nemesis.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY CALUM THOMAS HOOD!
OUR ADORABLE PUPPY♥ OUR AWESOME BASSIST
KEEP ON SPREADING YOUR VIBES BABY♥♥♥♥
5SOSFAM WILL SUPPORT YOU TILL THE END
STAN TALENT, STAN LEGEND
CAN’T WAIT FOR THE NEW MUSIC
Summary: Your best friend has gotten an VIP invitation to a Halloween Party at a hot night club. Though unwillingly, you became her plus one to the event. While attending the party, you come across the fastest rapper on Broadway.
Warning: Fake club name. Roll with it, people. I don’t live in New York(or wherever he frequents) and not much of a clubbing person. [Ten thousand awesome points if you can figure out some of the Hollywood U characters I mention.] Currently story dead at the moment and busted this story out.
“I don’t wanna.”
You face planted into the mound of pillows on your bed. Hair messy, still in pajamas and your best friend, Mallory, decides to break into your dorm screaming at the top of her lungs about a Halloween party.
Halloween. Huh. You forgot about today.
Which is a surprise since it’s your favorite holiday, considering that you’re a cosplayer and take the chance to try out a new costume on the public.
Mallory jumped on top of you, partially in her costume. Her normally white blonde hair was dyed bright pink at the ends and up in two pigtails. She was a bit on the bigger side, but she dressed however she liked. “Girl, I’m the best looking thing on the market,” she once told you.
And you had that quoted and hung above your bed in a frame.
She hopped up and down on your back as you cried out for her to get off of you. She smiled, getting off of you and straightening her leather dress. You rolled onto your side, taking in her outfit.
“What are you suppose to be? A biker chick?”
Mallory nodded, grabbing a tube of lipstick out of her leather boot. “Yup,” she answered, popping the p at the end. She swiped the dark purple lipstick on, surprisingly avoiding getting on the rest of her face.
Beauty of a makeup artist you suppose. “Not done yet. I’ll have the full outfit on when we leave tonight.”
You sat up in your bed, cocking an eyebrow at her. “I’m sorry. Did you say ‘we’? I just said-”
She placed a finger to your lips. “I heard you. But, see, you have no choice. It’s mandatory.”
At this, you furrowed your brows, pushing her hand away. “Did Mr. Fallogaway say this?”
“It’s mandatory by me!”
You rolled your eyes and promptly throwing your covers over your head. You turned your back from her, earning a groan from her.
“[F/Name]. I already put you on the V.I.P list.”
You shrugged, already drifting into another slumber. Your eyes almost closed before they pried open again. You threw the cover off of you, staring at her. “V.I.P?”
Mallory smirked. “Knew that would get you.”
Why did I agree to come?
You won’t lie that the thought of being a V.I.P. guest caught you by surprise, but after the hours of getting ready, you were honestly tired.
Mallory wouldn’t have any of your shit, though, and poured four cans of monster down your throat before leaving the dorms. You felt like you were going to die.
“This is going to be so much fun. You’ll meet some of the guys I work with here,” Mallory gushed. Mallory hopped on the balls of her feet, rambling of all the things you’ll see once inside. Not only was she studying cosmetology but was also in the process of becoming a producer for a music company. She’s currently a paid intern working with a famous-yet no so famous- rap group that she refuses to tell the name of.
You both flashed your passes, skipping the long line and heading straight into the ground shaking abyss.
Mallory immediately pulled you to the bathroom. You squeezed between gyrating bodies and a keg table before reaching the destination. She pushed open the door, revealing a few girls reapplying makeup.
A tall blonde wearing a pink and purple ballerina costume turned to both of you, a smile erupting on her face. “Mallory!”
“Addison!” The two squealed as they hugged each other. Another female with bright pink hair moved towards them wearing a rouge outfit with large blades on the back.
“See you’re rocking the pink hair there.” She fist bumped Mallory. Her light brown eyes fell on you. “So you must be [F/Name].?”
You reached out, shaking her hand. “Pleased to meet you.”
Mallory stepped beside you, introducing Lisa to you. Lisa smiled “I heard your vocals can beat mines. Got to see for myself one day. But right now I want to get out there and party!”
She sung the last word as she left the bathroom, Addison and a few other girls following behind her with waves to you.
You cracked a smile, turning to your best fiend. “I’m assuming they’re your coworkers?” She nodded before turning to the bathroom mirror.
“They frequent La Mochie when they have the free time. Not from here so we collaborate over Skype. Now let’s fix you up, my sexy little werewolf.”
After fixing makeup and the costumes, you both headed to the V.I.P. section of the club. On the way, since you had to slither through multiple bodies, you meet a few other of Mallory’s friends. Jefferson and Milo were twins who dressed up as the creepy sisters from The Shining. Eric was dressed up as The Phantom while Aria was Christine.
Holly stood in regular clothing with headphones in while she documented the party by taking pictures and videos for her next screenplay. Georgie, the manager of La Mochie, kissed both of Mallory’s cheeks when you reached the rope separated the section.
Once the curtain you pushed aside to get in close, you noticed how much mellower it was. Not by much, but still a bit calmer than the outside part.
The room was better lit, and you could finally take in the decorations that was put into the party. “ Ain’t it grand?” Mallory whispered in your ear. She then pointed out a few Big Names that were floating around like Snoop Dog, Chris Winters, The Rock, and Thomas Hunt who looked like he would be anywhere else but here.
You connected with him on a spiritual level.
His piercing eyes flicked towards you, causing you to duck your head and fiddle with the grey, faux fur skirt you. You heard Mallory sigh dreamily. “Even with that cold glare of his, he makes my heart go boom-boom.”
You groaned, earning laughter from her. She pulled you towards the dance floor where you caught sight of Addison and Lisa. Following Mallory’s lead, the pulled you into the mass of barely clothed bodies.
You finally managed to escape the throng. Clubs weren’t really your scene but you were managing to have fun. You poured yourself a cup of iced tea. Alcohol is definitely off the table tonight. The pumping music is already giving you a headache. No need to make it worse.
You pulled your cellphone out of a side pocket in your fur boots and scrolled through Twitter. You smiled as you saw the selfies you took just a few minutes ago won Mallory’s page.
“Now what are you smiling about?” A low, sultry voice whispered in your ear. You jerked, your cup and phone almost falling from your hand. With quick reflexes, you placed both of them on the table behind you. But that voice…You recognize it.
With wide eyes, you looked up at the smiling face of Daveed Diggs. In a moment of awe, you didn’t think he was really talking to you and you glanced behind you to see…just in case.
He threw his head back, his loud laughter catching the attention of those around you. When his laughter subsided, he bit his lower lip when he caught you trying to hide your embarrassment by placing your hands over your face. He leaned down to your level and carefully moved your hands from your face.
Lucky it didn’t ruin your makeup. Mallory would have a fit. You looked up into his dark eyes, willing your racing heart to slow down. Daveed slowly smiled, growing bigger when you returned it with a small smile of your own.
Your eyes floated down to his body, your eyes widening just barely when you saw he wore nothing but a torn leopard loincloth with a club hanging on his left hip. Heat rushed into your cheeks as you looked away.
Daveed opened his mouth before his name was yelled above the music. You both watched Malory run up. Daveed released his grip on your arms to catch the flying biker girl.
You took this opportunity to step back and take deep breathes. Daveed in a loincloth got you heated and you quickly gulped down the rest of your tea. You slipped your phone back into your fur boot when Mallory gave you a sly look.
“I see you met my bestie, Diggs. Jesus [F/Name]. I gave so many hints about who I was working with.”
You shook your head. “I’ve should’ve known. You wouldn’t stop throwing news paper clippings at me.” Mallory released her hug and gave you a pat on your bare shoulder.
“It’s okay, [L/Name]. I didn’t make any moves on your baby daddy,” she said loudly with a grin. You glared daggers at her, missing Daveed cover the smile that was teasing on his lips.
You sighed. “I’m ready to go back to the dorms,” you admitted. Not only was the crash from the energy drinks were kicking in but running into a famous-yet not famous-crush was tiring.
Your best friend stomped her foot. “But we’ve only been here seven hours.”
“Yeah and it’s way past my bed time,” you retorted. You didn’t have the same energy or love for clubbing as her. Girl could go for two days straight if she could.
A hand placed itself on the small of your back, Daveed sliding it so it rested on your hip which brought you closer to him. “I could take her back. I’m getting pretty tired also.”
Mallory gasped, pretty dramatically, and placed a hand over her heart. “You’re telling me ‘Throwing Parties Cause It’s My Lifeline’ Diggs is tired of a…party?!”
He walked forward, bringing you with him. “Girl, it’s three in the morning. I’ve got grown men shit to do later on,” he yelled over his shoulder. You could only stare up at him as he guided you from the V.I.P. section.
Mallory ran to the curtains before they closed, happily shouting “Don’t forget to wear a condom!” after both of you.
You were going to kill that girl.
The late night/early morning in New York was pretty warm considering it was New York. But you thanked the warmth. You could blame the rising of temperature in your body to weather and not because Daveed still had his arm wrapped around your waist, your arm grazing his sculpted abs.
Clearly the temperature.
The dorm wasn’t too far from where the club was at but it seemed to take forever since the damn weather was making things awkward.
The roof of your complex came into view, you letting out a sigh of relief.
“Aw. Am I that bad of a walking buddy?”
You looked up at Daveed, him pouting down at you. You quickly shook your head. Daveed squeezed your side, his signature smiling returning to his face before he started laughing.
“I’m playing, [F/Name].” A shiver ran down your spine. You could listen to him say your name on repeat till you died. “But it seems like I am. You haven’t said a word to me since we met.”
“I’m sorry.” Genuinely you were. “I guess a bit star stuck mixed with a lot of embarrassment from my earlier reaction has me afraid to make you think I was a overzealous fangirl.”
With his other free hand, he grabbed hold of yours. “Christ, you had me worried.”
“Worried?” You tilted your head up at him slightly. What could he be worried about? He was just taking you back and you most likely won’t see him again unless Mallory took you to some shows, but even then he’ll be too busy. So what-
“Worried that you didn’t like me.”
Playfulness left his tone, seriousness taking over instead.
“Of course I like you. You’re a very likeable person, Daveed.”
“Not like-” He started but stopped midsentence, his eyebrows furrowing together. A smile was soon on his lips again. He bent down, and before you could question him, you were up and on his shoulder.
Did he really just do that?!
You wiggled but his grip tightened. “So the first floor right?” He asked when he started walking. You squeals of surprise turned into fits of laughter. You tried to kick at him, but the positioning was hard to land one.
“Put me down! Do you know what the girls will say if we come in like this?”
Daveed cocked an eyebrow, reaching for the lobby door and opening it. The RA at the front desk glanced up from her magazine before her jaw hung open along with a group of girls playing pool in the common.
“Make sure to put a condom on?”
Your forehead hit the middle of his back. You could feel the rumble of his laughter. “You spend way to much time with Mallory.”
“Pretty much,” he agreed. He gently put you down in front of the RA desk. You were aware of many pairs of eyes on you. Well, mostly the barely clothed man in front of you. Daveed bent down to your level again, staring deep into your eyes.
“I hope to catch you again around here.” He whispered, which sounded more like a demand. You picked up on it and smirked, leaning so your nose was almost touching his, replying with a snarky “Yes, Sir.”
He gave you one more grin before turning to leave back to the club. He heard excited squeals as the small grouping of girls rushed you.
Hello, joining the Thomas Sanders Fanders party. My name is Marcelle, I’m bi, Filipina, INFJ, Ravenclaw; I do wear glasses but I wanted to show off my makeup ugnhh if you look at my blog you can see whatever I’m obsessed interested in at the moment lol. So aside from watching Thomas’ lovely, inspiring, humorous videos, I love Hamilton, YOI, MysMe, LoL, SU, Disney/Pixar, art/art history…
Please stop by and say hi! Don’t be shy, even though I am
Oh my god, I have been waiting for someone to ask me this question for so long, for so long!
We must think of this from the past perspective first. Americas first political party of the Federalist party, then the Anti-federalist party. The anti-federalist party became the Democratic Republican party, or Republican party for short. The Federalist party was led by Alexander Hamilton and the Democratic Republican party was led by Thomas Jefferson- of course this led to bitter rivalry.
After the election of 1800, there was the Federalist parties last string of hope for getting a candidate to the presidency. The election of 1800 loss for the Federalists and the Democratic Republican’s win marked the turning point in which the Federalist party would never again have more power than the Republican party. When James Madison became president and then the War of 1812 ensued- the end of the war of 1812 marked the end of the Federalist party. Fifth president James Monroe was the last president we ever had who ran unopposed and won without question for the presidency- possibly due to the fact that the Democratic Republican Monroe had no member of the Federalist party running against him since the Federalist party seemingly died out.
Before death, party leaders of the Democratic Republican party, Thomas Jefferson and James Madison were founders to the Democratic party- the one we have today. The Democratic Republican party soon became the Democratic party. While the Federalist party burrowed under ground for quite some time and became roots and laying foundations of ideals for the Republican party which sprang up in 1854 (and little while before that time).
If you think of it from this perspective- I am unable to conclude Benjamin Franklin with a political party, for he was a independent politician; George Washington, John Adams, John Jay and Alexander Hamilton would be apart of the Republican party of today- while Thomas Jefferson, James Madison and James Monroe would be members of the Democratic party.
“The rapping is where I’m at home, that’s the stuff I’m comfortable with. “What’d I Miss” is hard for me — I never sang in front of people before this show, so that song terrifies me every time. I’m always backstage saying, “I’ve done this song five hundred times and I still don’t know this note.” It’s a leap of faith every night.”
First still of
Cillian as Tom in Sally
Potter’s new film “The Party”, premiering at the Berlin Film Festival on Feb
13th with screenings Feb 14th. He filmed it over 2 weeks in London last summer with a fantastic cast including Kristin Scott Thomas, Timothy Spall, Patricia Clarkson and Emily Mortimer, and the story unfolds in real time. The plot:
Janet (Kristin Scott Thomas) has just been appointed minister in the shadow
cabinet – the crowning achievement of her political career. She and her husband
Bill (Timothy Spall) plan to celebrate this with a few close friends. The
guests arrive at their home in London but the party takes an unexpected turn
for the worse when Bill suddenly makes two explosive revelations that shock
Janet and everyone present to the core. Love, friendships, political
convictions and a whole way of life are now called into question. Underneath
their cultivated liberal left-wing surface people are seething. Their dispute
leads to the big guns being brought out – even in a literal sense.
On this day of November 6 2005, a bunch of unknowns in Hollywood premiered Episode 1 ( The Garden Party ) of an animated TV series that would become a game changer. It would spawn countless fans and wannabe clones alike for years but never duplicated. It showed an alternative to TV animation & simultaneously introduced high 2-D animation production quality for TV. Personally, it has been one of the most important projects of my career and introduced me to countless opportunities and colleagues. For that I am grateful. Happy 10yr Anniversary, Freeman Family! (Art by myself and lil sis, Saskia Gutekunst)
All women are at least 30% attracted to me. My mother cried the day I was born, because she knew she would never be better than me. At any given moment, I’m thinking about one thing: James Madison hunkered over eating dog food. I feel like I’m the Paris of people.