tweets at the table

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(Link to Tweet) (Table Source)

“Sitting Republican senators have received $115,000 from Betsy DeVos herself, and more than $950,000 from the full DeVos clan since 1980. In the past two election cycles alone, her family has donated $8.3 million to Republican Party super PACs.”

– Here’s How Much Betsy DeVos And Her Family Paid To Back GOP Senators Who Will Support Her

anonymous asked:

One of my favourite destiel moments has gotta be the one in s9 when Cas is all "and sex" with Dean spitting out his drink "you had sex with April?" while Sam didn't seem bothered at all or frankly as interested. He's like "oh good for you", but Dean... he's so bothered by it and I love it

DEAN IS SO BOTHERED BY HIS HAVING SEX WITH APRIL BUT ALSO EXCITED BY THE PROSPECT OF SEXUAL CAS AND I AM LIVING.

We do not talk enough about how Dean added a second bedside table to his bedroom during the time that Cas was human, then it disappeared again when he re-graced up and how the set designers tweeted that this was intentional.

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anonymous asked:

hey girl can you do one where the reader gets a lot of twitter hate and so they get really insecure and josh has to convince her he loves her no matter what? thanks so much, i love your work and you so much

JOSH DUN IMAGINE

triggers: hate messages, self hate (idk it’s not bad promise) 

You know that you shouldn’t be scrolling through the hash tag “joshdeservesbetter” but you are, because you’re curious and because it’s trending. You also know that your eyes are watering but you’re on the tour bus and there is no way in hell you’re letting yourself cry in front of the guys. Another push of the refresh button, another new slew of tweets full of hate. The past few hours had consisted of scrolling through the comments written to tear you down. They seemed to be doing their job, however, because here you were with a sinking feeling in your chest as you read yet another hateful tweet. Were you really this awful? This annoying?  This fat? Was your acne really that bad?  Did your face bother people that much?

You can feel Josh watching you from the corner of your eye but he isn’t saying anything so you continue along your journey of self-inflicted torture. You’re another 5 tweets down when one particularly popular tweet catches your eye.  It reads: ‘Josh’s natural light gets duller when Y/N’s at his side’ And that’s it.  That’s what makes the tears fall. Do they think you don’t know this? You know you don’t deserve Josh. For God sakes you weren’t even dating when you first realized this. This is what keeps you up at night, knowing the person that you love deserves so much than you.

All those menacing thoughts were going through your head when a voice starts speaking, “Y/N, what’s wrong?” Tyler asks.

“Oh, it’s nothing. Just missing home, I guess.” God you were an awful liar. Hopefully this doesn’t sound like total bullshit coming out of your mouth.

“I’m sorry, I know it can get rough.” he replies.

“Yeah, it can,” you cough awkwardly before standing up, “I’m just gonna go clean up a bit, yeah?” You don’t even wait for a response from Tyler before you’re rushing past him.  You needed to get out of there.

You had your eyes on the bathroom when you could hear someone approaching behind you.

“I know you don’t just miss home,” Josh says.  He reaches out his hand and delicately brushes a stray strand of hair out of your face.  You rub your running nose with the sleeve of your sweatshirt and look down at your feet.  

“I do, I’m fine though-“ you lie.  

But Josh knows better.  He snakes his arm through yours and drags you to the back of the bus where the bunks are located.  He sits on his, and all but pulls you down next to him.

“I saw you glued to your phone, talk to me,” he urges.

Josh’s arm winds around your waist, fingers resting gently on your side. Normally you wouldn’t mind the feeling, but not now that you had gained weight. You could feel Josh’s fingers digging into the fat on your side and it disgusted you. No doubt it disgusted Josh as well. You squirmed in Josh’s grasp; trying to move his hand away as tears filled your eyes once again. In response to your sudden embarrassment, you bury your face into the crook of his neck, and allowed the tears to flow freely down your cheeks and into the hollow of Josh’s collarbones.

Josh slipped his hand underneath the hem of your shirt, fingertips gently pushing down the waistband of both your sweatpants and underwear to expose your hipbone fully. In a gentle pattern, his thumb started rubbing circles on the exposed skin. What used to be a comforting gesture was now nothing short of uncomfortable.

“Stop.” You murmured softly, your voice thick with tears. Immediately, Josh could tell that something was wrong, just in the tone of your voice.

“Baby, what’s wrong?” he asked gently, but his voice gave away just how concerned he was.

“Josh, do you think I’m… fat?” you asked softly, not daring to look into his eyes. You nervously played with the hem of your shirt, picking at a loose thread.

“What?” Josh said, sounding almost too shocked. Like an act.  “Are you serious?  What’s this about?”

“Just answer the question,” you pleaded.  You had to know.

“No, love, I don’t think you’re fat.”  Josh turned on the bed to face you, reaching for your hands as you tried to pull away.  “Now tell me why you’re asking.”

“No reason,” you mutter. “Just wondering.”

Josh shook his head, knowing you were lying to him. ”No, there must be a reason. You can tell me. You know you can tell me anything.”

Your fake smile fell to the frown you had been suppressing. You opened your mouth, but nothing came out except for a strangled sob as the dam finally broke loose and tears streamed down your face at full fledge. Josh had this uncanny ability to break down all of your walls, no matter how strong you tried to build them up.

Strong arms wrapped around your waist, pulling you into Josh’s lap.  Josh hated seeing you cry, simply hated it. And when you wouldn’t tell him what was wrong, but started crying, he was worried even more. “Baby,” he whispered, drawing small patterns on your back to try to calm you down, “C’mon, talk to me.”

“The fans—“ you choked out, “they’ve been saying things.” You managed to say in between sobs.

”Babe, what did the fans say?” he asked softly.

You pulled your phone out of your pocket, handing it to Josh, not muttering a word. The Twitter app had been left open, all Josh had to do was unlock your phone and the source of all your tears would be there for him to see.

‘@joshuadun you realize you’re like, proper famous now, right? you can get any girl you want… #joshdeservesbetter’

‘#joshdeservesbetter than kissing a butterface before bed every night’

‘#joshdeservesbetter than EVERYTHING Y/N IS’

‘just don’t understand how someone like @joshuadun ends up with someone like Y/N #joshdeservesbetter’

‘#joshdeservesbetter than someone unable to keep up with their body’

Josh brought a hand up to cover over his mouth, closing the phone and setting it on the end table. Those were just the first few tweets as he scrolled down, he wasn’t able to read beyond that.

“See, Josh? I told y-you I was awful!” you cried.

“No, baby, you’re not. Those aren’t real fans. Those are fake fans.” he said, “They’re only trying to tear you down.”

“Not a single one of those things are true, you’re beautiful and funny, and smart and talented and you deserve so much.”

You felt your chest tighten as Josh began rocking you back and forth.  You needed to get out of there, you felt suffocated by Josh’s words, filled with love.  You knew you didn’t deserve to breathe them in. You started to pull away, but Josh tightens his hold.

“I know you’re not going to believe a single word I say right now, and that’s okay,” he whispers.  “But I’m going to keep saying them until you do.  Y/F/N, you are a beautiful, beautiful person. And I want you to just try to believe me when I say this to you. Everything those people are saying, it’s fake. You are not fat, baby, not by any means.  You’re perfect.”

You looked up at Josh, wiping away the stubborn tears that had still refused to leave your eyes. “Really?” you asked, biting your lip in a way that drove Josh absolutely insane.

“Really babe.” That answer must have been enough for you, because you finally smiled, and ducked your head, blush spreading across your cheeks.

“I’ll try,” you mutter, letting your head fall back against Josh’s chest.  His hand ran tenderly up and down the back of your spine, and you realized it didn’t make you squirm.  “I’ll try to believe you.”

anonymous asked:

have u and actualyuuri/braveten ever thought about writing fanfic of each other's fanfics (i totally didnt send this exact same ask to them)

based on @actualyuuri​‘s all the world’s a stage

Victor has a really weird rivalry with Ryan Gosling. It’s a rivalry that exists only in his head. 

“Ha! Look. He looks atrocious,” Victor says.  

“This again?” Yuuri sighs. Still, he peers down the red carpet. “Ryan looks fine to me.” 

Victor’s shaking his head. “No, no. Look.” He points. “The pants. They’re too long.” He grins brilliantly. “My pants, on the other hand, are the perfect length. Surely, one of the fashion magazines will acknowledge my perfectly tailored suit. Maybe GQ, or Vanity Fair, or maybe even HMC.” 

Yuuri quickly snatches his finger and yanks it down. “Victor, it’s rude to point.” 

“None of them have acknowledged my perfect suit yet,” Victor says later. He does not care that his category is about to be announced. There’s a camera man at their table, lens trained on him to watch out for any reactions. 

“Victor,” Yuuri nudges him. 

Victor ignores him, flashes his phone screen at their table. “Look! Not a single tweet about my suit.” Hugh Jackman smiles at him politely. Seth Rogen’s onstage, cracking jokes. Victor is not in the mood for jokes right now.

The complaints run throughout the whole night. Yuuri’s going to lose his mind. 

He takes matters into his own hands. 

“You’re the best,” Victor tells him later, smothering his face with kisses.

“Victor, you won Best Actor. And you’re… shouldn’t you be happy about Best Actor?” Yuuri asks, stunned. He settles his hands on Victor’s waist, steadies him. 

“Who cares about Best Actor? I just won Best Tux Worn by Victor Nikiforov.” Victor arches an eyebrow. “Does Ryan Gosling have a Best Tux Worn by Ryan Gosling?” 

“No, I don’t believe he does,” Yuuri replies dryly. 

“I gotta tell Georgi, this is his award, too,” Victor says excitedly. Yuuri sighs, moves to pull him closer but Victor covers his hands and stills them. Shoots him a look. “Yuuri, you’ll wrinkle the suit.” 

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For my birthday, one of my very best friends and I decided to have a Hannibal dinner night and we made Heart stuffed with Sausage. Pork hearts were surprisingly easy to find and actually didn’t taste bad at all. Might have to eat it more often. ;)

Languages without textbooks

Because I disagree with ONLY using language textbooks…

Do I have to emphasize on the “only” more?

Disclaimer: this post applies mainly to outside of a classroom setting [even then I disagree but that’s a whole different matter]. Also It doesn’t mean I won’t use a textbook from time to time, or that I look down on people who use textbooks. As a matter of fact I’m jealous because my attention span isn’t high enough for textual learning. This does NOT mean you shouldn’t use textbooks. For a beginner, it is important that you use one. But, it’s better not to only use that. I learned a slavic language, as well as English, with only these methods, they kinda work yo. But I’m a mere language peasant so don’t think I’m some next level thing cause I’m not!

I’m not a fan of textbooks because I feel like they’re on this repetitive paradoxal cycle that ends you into a slump as soon as you start to feel like you’ve achieved something. I tried completing over six books and it always ends up like this. They usually teach you vocabulary that doesn’t correlate well, and they don’t provide enough explanations on the grammatical nuances. Also, most of them don’t even tackle the spoken language and slang, which I find annoying. I want to text man. I want to be able to be as rude in Romanian as I am rude in English. Why don’t you give me that?

It’s dry, and I want to cry just by looking at the amount of Smith and Tanaka’s in Japanese textbooks. If I see one more スミスorシュミット from ドイツ with a generic company name I will scream. 

Ok apart from crappy 2 min paint skills, behold the methods.

Reading thematic/reference books

Pick up a book on X subject (for my case in Japanese), like an encyclopedia about animals.

  1. Start by breaking your book in sections. I use the page method, meaning I’d read a page at least twice before going to the next page. Breaking your reading material in smaller/digestible sections won’t exasperate you, or demotivate you. Think about it. What is a smarter goal? Reading the whole book by Tuesday vs Reading 10 pages by Tuesday ? Go for a smaller portion, especially if you have other commitments.
  2. Don’t start by searching up words. Read the section you started with first. Read it once. Read it out loud preferably (optional but it helps). Then skim it for words, starting from the most recurrent words, to the least recurrent. If your book is based on one subject, don’t waste too much time on kanji if you’re doing it with jp. They might repeat a lot later on anyways. When you’re done with that, read again with your unknown vocab in mind. Don’t feel bad for not knowing everything right off the bat. 
  3. The best thing I could suggest to do is to do a quick summary of what you read, in target language. Use the words you learned from the text, as well as your previous knowledge. Don’t go up searching new words, that’s a tedious process I don’t suggest, unless you have the time and motivation.
  4. When you finish your book, look for documentaries and videos on the subject you just read. Seriously youtube is full of those, and with the proper keywords, you can find everything. If you have trouble with finding something, I could help you.
  5. You don’t need to be a certain level to read a reference/thematic book (this applies especially for non romanized languages), but for Japanese I do suggest using a book which has furigana if you’re like me and don’t know the enemy properly— I mean kanji, not the enemy, my bad. Seriously, we don’t need to be advanced or achieved a specific JLPT level, or be fluent. But that doesn’t matter, as long as you’re reading something you find interesting.

Learning thematically from videos:

This is particularly useful for those who want to have some variety in their learning, or who want to have a break from said studying but still learn something. What I’d do is pick up a particular subject that you like and search it up in youtube (alternatively I recommend afreeca for Korean learners but that’s not gonna get you school subjects or niconico for Japanese learners).

  1. Find said subject in your target language, try to put good keywords to get relevant results. Don’t be like me and get imperialist propaganda while searching for politics lmao.
  2. Find a channel that posts video of said thing that you like.
  3. Open up a notebook or a note program, whatever is more efficient for you.
  4. Title this document/notebook the subject you want to learn from.
  5. Have different sections in it. What I do is: spoken language (what the person said with a translation of it, this is particularly useful for everyday expressions or slang), written (written things in the video if there are, especially if you’re looking at a lecture), and a mini glossary (for words you encountered through listening and are interesting.). For the words I suggest you search them up at the end of the video.
  6. After finishing the video, search up the words. Now, take a pretty notebook, or open up a new document titled with your subject. Write a small summary of what you watched with the words you learned/wrote in the glossary if it was a lecture video, or write a diary-style entry about what you watched. Did you watch a beauty video? Write what you think about that beauty cream presented. “She said it was 25,000W. Ugh. So expensive. I’m not paying that much for it. I prefer this foundation cream. blabla” (just a random example lol).  Basically write or type something.
  7. What to do with the spoken language part? The expressions that you heard? This applies especially if you watched a vlog, a gameplay or a random video. Check those expressions, check if you’re alone in the room and say them out loud. I promise you they will get repeated in other videos (especially the hello, this is x, thank you for watching, etc), so they are not useless. A lot of the time in japanese videos, for instance, I hear a lot of polite expressions in the beginning and end which are super useful, noticed this with romanian as well.
  8. WATCH WHATEVER YOU WANT: you like planning agendas videos? Beauty guru? Anime? Drama? Gameplays? Lectures about history? Eating shows? Seriously watch whatever please don’t be scared.

Learn from a language exchange, yas:

I’m using Hellotalk for this. Especially since it has a correction feature which means native speakers can correct you and provide notes for you. But if you want to chat with native speakers without studying the language directly, this is what I do. I just chat with the person and throw in whatever I think is right. If it’s wrong, then I cry— I mean I gladly accept the correction and learn from it. Usually when I receive a correction from the user I immediately reuse this correction in another message so it sticks in ^^!

a) write a badly written message to a language buddy

b) get correction of your message

c) optional: cry because you made an obvious mistake

d) review the correction, send a message with that correction :D

Do you like to write?:

What do you mean no? Shh, I’m sure you said yes. Nanowrimo in november, a word document all year long. Also, tumblr’s prompts. Start a little story (no matter your level), write a fanfic if you want, a novel, whatever. Doesn’t have to get read by other people, but if you want, put it on lang-8. Just write as much as you can but whenever you feel annoyed from searching up words, stop. Write when you want and when you have inspiration. I’m doing this for jp so I can attest it’s good practice :D Alternatively, making small dialogues and monologues is also a good think. Pretend this is drama class. I highly recommend this. Boost your ego!

Pretend to be a native speaker:

Yes, you read this right. Pretend to be a native speaker. No I don’t mean to pretend to be someone you’re not. I mean to immerse yourself completely. I’m talking about changing 90% of your daily things to the language. Which means:

  • phone settings
  • computer settings (please be careful here though)
  • website language (again be careful dont send random relationship requests like me).
  • training to think in the language. Next time you stab your toe on the table, curse in your target language. Say how much it hurts and how much you hate your table, in the language.
  • Twitter: tweets in your language. It can be a private twitter. My twitter is for Korean and its private and I dump in all random thoughts that are very embarrassing and most of them are about my crushes so yeah I mean double benefit! You practice writing with the new grammatical structure you encountered and then you can ramble to yourself about pretty/handsome people YAS
  • Buy the Fluency pill it’s $99.99 on Ebay…. Okay but I wish there was a fluency pill….
  • THIS ONE IS WEIRD BUT I HIGHLY RECOMMEND. This is really where you pretend to be a native speaker but you’re not. Go to x website that has the option to write comments or chat with other people from that country. We foreigners to the language love to spread the word about how we’re, well, a foreigner to them and that we’re studying that language STOP! just write everything EXCEPT THAT. I remember when I was studying this particular eastern european language, I went to a site and chatted and never said anything about being Canadian. Nobody asked, I just went along and the conversation didn’t stop or change. Honestly, we don’t write PERFECTLY in English, we use slang and write in broken phrases. SO WHAT’S THE DIFFERENCE? ^O^ !!!!

Are you still alive from this long post?

*Splashes water on you* Wake up yo. Okay. You’re amazing and I love you for that. You deserve great things! Anyways last tip is… Use a textbook as long as you don’t make it your main focus. This also goes for the thematic books. We need variety!! Don’t you feel tired of only studying? What you learn…it should be used somehow… this is why I don’t like only textbooks. I was the one who studied spanish from textbooks only for years and it got me nowhere because I never used it. Use the language. That’s the golden tip seriously. BUT! Use it accordingly to your preferred study method and IF that is textbooks, don’t feel like I’m looking low at it. (I’m one of those who drools at textbook shelves and would watch a 20 min video of you making a tour of your shelf so believe me lmao).

Anyways sorry for this disgustingly long post I’ll tag this omg.

First Love Chapter Six: The Long Haul

Chapter Summary: It’s one, small issue that causes a fight. Will it be your last?

A/N: One more chapter after this one!! AHHHH. Also, reminder that tag lists are back open!!! You must send and ask or a message to ask to be tagged!!!

Pairing: Misha x Reader

Warnings: Smut, language, angsty shtuff

Word Count: 2.1k

Read Unintentional here

First Love MASTERLIST

Originally posted by faramaiofnerdwoodforest

Several minutes later when you were getting cleaned up you had this sudden wave of emotions wash over you, reminding you that you wanted to be with Misha forever; regardless of how much you fought, or disagreed on something, or how jealous one of you got over something silly. It didn’t matter to you. None of it mattered.

All that mattered was the love you felt for him.

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What you tried to ignore for the next several weeks was the lack of anything but fighting between you and Misha.

When you weren’t fighting, you were fucking; and when you weren’t fucking, you were fighting.

But you loved him. You were in love with him. That’s all that mattered. Right? Misha still looked at you with that starstruck look that he flashed you on the steps of your trailer the first time you met. He still made your stomach flip. He still made your heart flutter.

You had been with Misha for four months now. Everyone that you worked with noticed tension between the two of you, but you still kept it quiet. Especially since the tension that everyone noticed wasn’t good tension.

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DODIE TWEETED ME

Right guys my life is fulfilled because Dorothy Miranda Clark aka lower case d dodie tweeted me on her own terms because I went to her merch table on the last day of Summer in the City and asked her mum if she’d be coming back for one last time because I wasn’t actually able to see her live performance due to a flight I had to catch at the same time as her performance, but she said no. Then I tweeted her mum saying thanks and what an amazing lady she is and that I really could tell that she felt sorry for me not being able to meet dodie and she actually replied with a thank you back which made my little heart do flips and cartwheels. So now a few days later I reckon they must’ve been going through the gifts dodie got at sitc and maybe they found the chocolates I left for her and Astrid (dodie’s mum) might’ve remembered me cause dodie said that she’d been looking for my twitter all day and now SHE TWEETED: “@sevgii98 HELLO FRIEND my mums been trying to find your twitter all day! Apparently we haven’t met yet but when we do I will hug u so hard<3”
AND “Anyway thank you for the chocs!!! <3333”
So now it’s safe to say that today is the best day of my life so far and I’m still crying
The End