your marathon

plots i need because i’m obsessed with romcoms

  • how to lose a guy in ten days: the bet, the article, both think they’re duping the other
  • before sunrise: strangers meet, they have a connection, but it has an expiration date
  • pretty woman: prostitute with a wealthy person– who doesn’t love cinderella?
  • you’ve got mail: PEN PALS ( you can add in the real life hate for angst )
  • notting hill: basically people with completely different lifestyles fight for love
  • groundhog day: ~you must relive the same day until ur good~
  • what happens in vegas: VEGAS WEDDING!!!! miserable aftermath
  • uptown girls: nanny falls in love with cynical musican
  • whats your number: obsessed with having a low sex count, they find their exes
  • maid in manhattan: MAID&SENATOR (he doesn’t have to be a gross republican tho)
  • my best friend’s wedding: friend breaks marriage pact and u realize u love them
  • forgetting sarah marshall: u & ur ex are at the same hotel
  • bridget jones diary: modern pride and prejudice
  • sweet home alabama: country gone couture realizes they still love their ex
  • a lot like love: we’ve met up every few years & i want to tell you i love you each time
  • 10 things i hate about you: BETS!!!!! BETRAYAL!!!!! DYNAMIC PEOPLE!!!!
  • the proposal: who doesn’t love the fake affair stuff???
  • the wedding planner: we had a thing once and now i’m helping u with ur wedding
  • when harry met sally: can men and women be platonic friends?????
  • 500 days of summer: ‘i don’t want a relationship….’ but we do couple things
  • jersey girl: your the girl i met after my wife died!!!
  • along came polly: my partner cheated our honeymoon and you helped me forget it
  • the wedding date: i’m single & sad so i’m bringing a prostitute to my sister’s wedding
  • the wedding singer: i’m heartbroken and sad and singing at your wedding
  • sleepless in seattle: i heard you on a radio talk show and i’m OBSESSED
  • moonstruck: desperate widow falls in love with her slapdash fiance’s brother
  • no strings attached: besties hookup with no emotions hahahhaha ya right bud
Dating Tom Holland would include..

..longs walks with Tessa.

..marathons of your favorite movie series.

..Tom reading to you on rainy days while cuddling under seven blankets. (hot chocolate and fire not included)

..stealing his shirts.. and hats… and jackets.. basically all his clothes

..him secretly loving it.

..visiting marvel sets and becoming the ‘Avengers’ otp.

..billions of snap stories and insta pics featuring each other.

..calling him your hero.

..him calling you his little warrior.

..DANCE PARTIES. (ft. Tess, Paddy and occasionally Sam)

..going for coffee with Harry.

..his family adoring you.

..him being jealous of Tessa’s love for you.

..you being jealous of his fangirls.

..him reassuring you that you’re his one and only.

..sneaking kisses. Every 20 seconds.

..him never judging you for the blog you used to have devoted entirely to his existence. (”NO TOM DON’T LOOK AT THAT!!” “Aww! You used to write those little fan stories about me?” *you dying* “Oh and what’s this? You needed medical attention because I give you breathing problems?” *you’re dead*

..holding hands wherever you go.

..him feeling like he isn’t the best role to play something as big as Spiderman.

..you setting up a hashtag and live stream so he can see all his fans and what he’s doing for them. Also reassuring him in another way. ;)

..you being a singer and are asked to sing for one of his movie’s soundtracks.

..jam sessions or lessons with guitars.

..being the cutest couple ever cuz Tom Holland would treat his girl RIGHT.

Some have called “This Land Is Your Land” an alternative national anthem. Others say it’s a Marxist response to “God Bless America.” It was written and first sung by Woody Guthrie. Over time, it’s been sung by everyone from Lady Gaga to the Mormon Tabernacle Choir. Folklorist Nick Spitzer has the story of an American classic.

Woodrow Wilson Guthrie was born in 1912 in Okemah, Okla. He recorded “This Land Is Your Land” during a marathon April 1944 session in New York for Moses Asch, who founded Folkways Records. Guthrie was on shore leave from the Merchant Marines, one of his many occupations during the Depression and war years.

Growing up in small-town Oklahoma, Guthrie heard church hymns, outlaw ballads, blues, fiddle tunes and popular music. The Guthries had been fairly prosperous — Woody’s father was a small-time politician and businessman — but the family unraveled in the topsy-turvy oil economy of the ‘20s and '30s. The Guthrie family relocated to Pampa, Tex., after Woody’s mother was committed to a mental institution for a mysterious nervous condition. That’s when Woody took to the road.

As a boy, he’d already proven himself to be a gifted street entertainer — dancing, playing guitar and harmonica, making up songs as he went. Words and music became a growing passion for him.

The Story Of Woody Guthrie’s 'This Land Is Your Land’

Photo: Courtesy of Library of Congress

What it’s Like Dating Peter Parker

((ok so i saw civil war last night and that movie just reminded me how much i love peter parker so here we go))

  • at first he’d be super nervous to talk to you so he’d stumble a lot when trying to carry a conversation
  • and then you’d laugh at something he said and he’d loosen up a little
  • he’d wait for you by your locker every day after school so you can walk home together
  • having a harry potter marathon at your house one day when he randomly blurts out that he likes you
  • he’d then get super panicky bc he thinks he messed up your friendship and his eyes instantly light up when you say you like him too
  • he’d leave your house grinning and then come back 3 seconds later to ask you out 
  • peter would take you to a nice restaurant in manhattan for your first date, and after he’d walk you home and kiss you on the cheek before turning around to leave - you’d catch his arm, turn him around and kiss him square on the lips, leaving him giddy af
  • he loves to touch your hair, some days he’ll sit with you and just run his fingers through your hair all the time
  • sometimes he’d just randomly come over when you’re doing work just to be near you 
  • he’d always hold your hand in the school hallways just ‘cuz he can
  • you’d find out he’s spiderman one day when you barge into his room and he’s modifying his suit - he’d get super nervous and would try to cover it up
  • “um what- i mean it’s- no i just help him out sometimes”
  • “peter i know you’re him, drop the act”
  • “i swear babe, im not spiderman”
  • “peter!”
  • when he knows you’re super stressed peter will get takeout and come over to yours and just make you relax and sit with him to destress bc he loves spending time with you
  • he’s always gonna make you laugh, even when you’re crying 
  • surprise hugs from behind every day at school
  • he’d take you on long walks just around new york and buy you hot dogs from the small carts 
  • he wakes up before you and just spends the whole time memorizing every detail of your face
  • he’d say i love you first - and then he wouldn’t stop saying it
  • PET NAMES omg peter loves giving you pet names like “babe” or “baby” or “sweetie” or “my love” 
  • he’d probably wear his spiderman costume under his prom tux tbh bc he’s such a dork
  • “i can’t believe the prettiest girl in the world is my girlfriend”
  • peter’s a boy who’s a sucker for grand gestures
  • like you’d be chilling on a friday night and you’d get a text from him saying to look out your window and he’d be standing there with a bouquet of roses and your favourite song blaring from a boombox
  • you dragging him to central park in the evening because you love watching the sunset from there
  • one night you’d fall asleep there with peter’s arms around you and you’d wake up the next morning to the sound of little kids running around
  • peter would be really nervous to meet your parents for the first time but a week later he’d be coming into your house and opening up the fridge like it’s his own
  • your parents LOVE him, they think he’s an absolute cutie bc he charmed the heck out of them with his dorky smile and cheesy jokes
  • he’d use infinite pickup lines on you even after you’ve been dating for forever
  • “do you believe in love at first sight or should i walk by again?”
  • “pete we have been dating for a year”
  • watching star wars and cuddling with him because he’s such a lovable cutie pie i want a peter parker 
I want your Monday morning sleep soaked eyes, dream drenched voice, lazy bones ‘five more minutes please babe.’

I want your Tuesday afternoon stretching break, glasses off, laughter on, ‘just hold me for a while, it’s been a hard day.’

I want your Wednesday evening fingers through you hair, teeth biting nails, neck extended, eye glazing, ‘this paperwork never ends’

I want your Thursday night wine for two, bones unbind, muscles let loose, flats, slacks, ‘just me and you’

I want your finally Friday full soul smile, sun sipping light from the glaciers in your eyes, fingers unfurl, hand extends, ‘come on babe, lets go wild’

I want your weekend, your movie marathon Saturday, reading by the fireplace, making love in the blankets 
I want your Sunday morning orange juice and cereal with blueberries, white sheets, tender skin, hair so friendly it’s standing up waving, ‘let’s not get out of bed today.’

I want your ordinary and your stress, rest, release I want your bad day and that terrible night
I want you drunk in my arms forgetting the place but never my name

I want your lazy and your lonely and your fist full of fight
I want you everyday in every way for the rest of my life.
I want forever as partners, husband and wife.
I want our love to always come first.
I’m yours on bended knees.
—  mardybryant
Are You Sure About That?

Fandom: Criminal Minds

Relationship: Spencer Reid x Reader

Summary: Spencer Reid is your best friend in the entire world. Best friends totally spend every weekend together, and walk around holding hands, and cuddling on their movie night, right? 

Note: Just an idea I had one night. Hope you enjoy. 

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Five Reasons Why Writers Need Friends Who Write

Regardless of the popular idea that all writers are introverted hermits who spend their lifetime talking only to fictional people, writing can be a very social activity. Here are five reasons why every writer needs friends who write. 

1) Writers Understand Your Strange Problems

Dishes not done? Haven’t slept properly in a week because you’ve been agonizing over a plot problem? Have skipped several meals because you forgot to eat while you were writing? Have eaten entire contents of fridge because you were writing? Your writer friends will be able to understand why you’re losing sleep over fictional people. What’s even better than the fact that they will understand these problems, is that they’ll save the sage advice and hand you a bag of chips for your next keyboard marathon. 

2) Writers Understand Criticism 

Most writers have felt left down by comments from readers, whether that reader was a stranger or a best friend. Writers understand that when you ask someone what they think of something you wrote, and ask for advice on where it can be improved that they don’t really mean “Please tell me it’s perfect and flawless and the best thing you’ve ever read” 

Writers know that when a writer asks for an opinion, they want YOUR opinion. They want to know what you think. The don’t want to hear what you assume they want to hear. They want the truth, in a nice way. They also understand how to point out an issue in your story without making you feel like you wrote the biggest pile of crap on the planet. They might even have suggestions on how to fix it. 

3) Inspiration 

I don’t mean “hey, Jim is writing a book about space aliens invading Earth, I’m going to write a book about that same thing.” I mean, writers who write motivate you to write. There’s nothing more motivating than hearing what great fun your friends are having writing their books. 

4) Writing is Hard 

Writing is hard. Don’t suffer alone. Find others who are suffering and commiserate together. There is unity in hardship. 

In all seriousness, writing is hard. Anything worth doing is hard sometimes. Your writer friends are there to remind you to never give up. Even if they don’t like the genre you write in, most of the time they’ll read what you’ve written because they like you and want to support you. Writer friends also understand the fragility of the writer’s ego. They’ll be there to encourage you when you need it. 

5) Writers Don’t Have To Be Hermits 

Writers don’t have to be introverted hermits that suck at social interaction. Does this describe me? You bet. But it doesn’t have to. I’ve made friends with local writers. I recently attended a birthday party for a local writer friend’s offspring and who did I hang out with? Two mutual writer friends. I got to be social without feeling awkward. I got to talk to friends whom I share interests with. I got to jack my kids up on sugar, then write through the crash. 

Remember, just because you’re alone at your keyboard, it doesn’t have to mean that you are always alone. 

Being best friends with Michael had always been the easiest thing in the world. He never failed to make you laugh, and most of the time he knew you needed it even before you did. You’d wake up most mornings, especially ones when he was on tour halfway around the world, to texts sent at 3 a.m. his time, full of memes and rants about whatever video game he’d been playing, and why he was angry about it. Your favorite times were when you were together though. He’d always needed to be as close as possible to you, snuggled into your side while you marathoned TV shows and scary movies, pretending that he wasn’t over six feet tall, draped over you and nuzzled into your neck. He had a penchant for prodding at you until your hand came to rest in his hair, his hand finding your free one. Neither of you seemed to notice when your friendship began to morph into something more serious, the kisses he’d press to your cheek turning moving down the column of your neck, and to the bare skin of your shoulder, where the collar of the Iron Maiden shirt you’d stolen from him had slid down. The first time he kissed you was a rainy Monday night, after he’d spent a long day in the studio. You’d been in the kitchen of the apartment that was yours, but also unofficially his, and he’d sneak up on you, winding himself around your waist and pulling you back into him. He’d murmur his hello, his voice deep and scratchy from a day of singing and no doubt yelling at the rest of the his band, and then he’d spin you to face him, taking your cheeks in his hands before closing the distance between you. It was safe to say you spent a lot of time over the years thinking about what it’d be like to kiss Michael, even if you’d deny it, and a part of you wanted to have the whole fireworks, seeing stars experience, but when his lips finally pressed gently against yours, it was better. He felt warm and wonderful, everything that he’d been missing in your past relationships. He felt like home, and when he pulled back to kiss your forehead, a smile spread slowly across his face, and you knew he felt the same.

Being in a relationship with Jungkook would include...

  • He would probably be pretty awkward at first, because he’s a shy bean.
  • Him teasing you a lot whenever you mess something up, and not dropping it until it’s been at least a week.
  • You’re going to become so close with the rest of the boys.
  • Him teasingly offering to be your human heater if you’re cold, but secretly loving it.
  • Him teasing you about a lot of things he secretly loves, because he’s bad at showing affection.
  • Him helping you with anything you want him to.
  • Making covers of your favorite songs.
  • A lot of backhugs from him.
  • Him lowkey loving PDA, because he wants to show that you’re taken, but he’s shy so he’ll avoid PDA anyways.
  • Even more shy with affection around the members, until you’ve been together for quite a long time.
  • Likes cuddling in private, but not the type to cuddle you all day.
  • A lot of gaming and movie marathons.
  • Praising your cooking, no matter what you make him.
  • Active dates, like hiking or going to an amusement park.
  • Keeping your relationship secret for at least 6 months.
  • But once it’s made official, he’s taking you with him everywhere, unless something stops you from coming along, like work.
  • Random acts of kindness to show you he really does care about you.
  • “Good morning, babe! I did the dishes from last night so you wouldn’t have to, and I’m bringing takeout when I leave work tonight, so don’t worry about making dinner -Kookie :)”
  • Having music playing in the background whatever you do.
  • The one time he’d really talk about his feelings is during your pillow talk when he’s tired.
  • He doesn’t like fighting, but it still happens every now and then.
  • The first few times you fought, he’d stay at the dorms overnight, and then arrive at your door to apologize by giving you flowers the next morning.
  • There’s less of that with time, but he still finds different ways to show you he’s sorry.
  • Quite easily jealous, and that will probably be the cause of most of your fights tbh.
  • Him being more open with his feelings through text when he’s away and missing you.
FanFiction

TITLE: FanFiction
CHAPTER NUMBER/ONE SHOT: One Shot
AUTHOR: Winterwolf57
CHARACTERS: Sebastian Stan x Reader
GENRE: Smut
WARNINGS: Umm…smut?

SUMMARY:  Sebastian somehow discovers that secret blog you own where you’ve written all kinds of FanFiction (smut included) about Bucky. He wasn’t sure how to tell you, but he definitely wanted to talk about it, so he lets you know the best way he can: by reciting lines from your most recent story.

A/N: Here, have some surprise Sebastian smut. I was writing the 5th chapter of Hard to Hate You when this idea came to me and I just felt the need to write it down. Enjoy. ;)

MASTERLIST

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What the signs remind me of
  • Aries: sparkling fireworks, childhood at the playground, concerts, planning future schemes
  • Taurus: light shining through threes, black lacy bras, brown leather boots, walking barefoot on the warm ground
  • Gemini: freckles, sharp intellectual debates, laughs that make your stomach ache, bright sunlight in apartments
  • Cancer: soft bass from an indie pop song, freshly baked cookies, rainy days inside, marathoning your fave TV show with someone you love
  • Leo: big, old castles/mansions, golden glitter, the sound of poping champagne bottles, sunflowers
  • Virgo: plaid skirts, ambitious dreams, silly inside jokes with your friends, the feeling like everything will be okay
  • Libra: dried flowers, cooking with someone you love, big house parties at the end of the school year, Polaroid pictures
  • Scorpio: your mysterious crush in leather jackets, dark lipstick, taking a day off to pamper yourself, record collections
  • Sagittarius: driving at night with the music up, having scratched knees from climbing trees, soap bubbles, city lights
  • Capricorn: coffee, purple stained fingers from blackberries, finding a new song you love that no one knows, journals full of writing and plans
  • Aquarius: art galleries, lavender sweatshirts, helium ballons floating away, seeing a million stars in the night sky
  • Pisces: shy smiles, receiving a postcard from a beautiful place, fuzzy blankets, pencils scratching against paper creating a brilliant idea

I want your Monday morning
sleep soaked eyes
dream drenched voice,
lazy bones
‘five more minutes please babe.’

I want your Tuesday afternoon
coffee break,
glasses off, laughter on
‘just hold me for a while
it’s been a hard day.’

I want your Wednesday evening
fingers through hair
teeth nibbling nails
neck craning, eye glazing
‘this paperwork never ends’

I want your Thursday night
drinks for two
bones unbind
muscles let loose
flats, slacks,
‘just me and you’

I want your finally Friday
stretch soul smile,
sun sipping light
from the glaciers in your eyes
fingers unfurl, hand extends
‘c’mon babe, lets go wild’

I want your weekend.
your movie marathon Saturday
reading by the fireplace
kissing in the blankets
want your Sunday morning
orange juice and pancakes
white sheets, tender skin
hair like the Fourth of July
‘let’s not get out of bed today.’

I want your ordinary
and your stress, rest, release
I want your bad day and that terrible night
I want you drunk in my arms
forgetting the place but never my name
I want your lazy and your lonely
and your fist full of fight
I want you everyday
in every way
for the rest of my life.

— 

yet unknown writer

This is the kind of love I want to find one day.

(found it on Berlin-artparasites –someone pls find me the author of this quote)

Canada: You have annoyed all of us with your Christmas music, your hallmark movie marathons, your ridiculous Christmas themed outfits and sweaters, you focused waaaay too much on just one holiday, you misused the mistletoe and-

Canada: It’s Christmas. So, America, in the spirit of family and giving… You have till midnight. 

America: Woo!!  

England: What have you done? 

France: I’ll get the presents~ 

Z vs the Constitution of the US

Here’s some speculation on how our efforts for advancement have to handle the Orwell Administration and their cronies in the GOP.

I am not a lawyer or a constitutional scholar. YMMV.

>Anti-protest Laws
The anti-protester legislation being drafted across this country is a relatively clear violation of the First Amendment.
However, the actions of rioters and property destroyers give the hosting areas for protest leverage to dispute the clause that asserts the right to PEACEABLY assemble. Anyone causing property destruction is a saboteur of the demonstration. Proper organizers will distance themselves, but we should also suspect said actors of being agents provocateur and working for the establishment. We must make a choice: do we turn them in to authorities or give them cover? The latter damages our legal argument to First Amendment protections. Organizers must determine the recourse in advance of a protest action.
This is why most protesters in the Civil Rights movement of the 1960s were rigorously trained: to preserve court argumentation for First Amendment protections.

>Anti-press tactics
The Orwell Administration is actually using a very smart tactic here, and we should never underestimate their power to close ranks against us.
The First Amendment preserves the exercise of the press from being abridged by any law enacted by Congress.
Access is not a law, and the Congress is not determining it. By the letter of the law, Agent Orange’s goons aren’t doing anything wrong. They’re not legislating that anyone refrain from reporting anything. The press can still write what it wants, barring libelous and slanderous accusations.
The limiting of access is a tactic intended to create propaganda and further seal the conservative echo chamber.

>Net Neutrality
This is where they are seriously going to fuck us, and the Obama Administration actually gave them a headstart on it. Uncle Joe, being from Delaware, was against net neutrality from jump, that’s why a lot of savvy people went for Obama over him in 2008 and were disappointed in the choice of Biden for VP.
No corporation owes you access to their platform for the exercise of your right to speech. We’re all very happy that Malignant Esophagus got perma-banned from Twitter, but there’s nothing in place to likewise keep any of us from getting banned from Tumblr. Yahoo! owns the hosting.
Major cable companies want to charge content streaming companies for their data use and make money on both ends. Only a few tenuous laws prevent them from doing that.
Maybe Google, Apple, et al are currently just selling your data to the highest bidder, but what’s to stop them from reversing previous corporate policies, editing their terms of service, and distributing it to the government for free?
Literally nothing.
Not using the Internet, encrypting all communications, and avoiding email are not practical or realistic solutions for 98% of people. We have to come up with an innovative way to get around this problem. It may involve boycotts and driving traffic to one company over another, or distributing communication through alternate means.

>The PATRIOT Act and the Fourth and Fifth Amendments
After 9/11, the bipartisan Congress and the Shrubbery’s Torture ‘Em Administration passed this nasty and insidious set of bills that put the country in an official state of permanent war, legalizing the bypass of these major, important sections in the Bill of Rights, and this is where we’re in actual danger on those anti-protester laws.
So far, no legal team has been clever enough to argue past this, even with a 4-1-4 SCOTUS. (Four Conservatives, One Swing, Four Liberals), which we are about to lose.
However, that does not mean that all is lost. It just means it’s going to take us another SCOTUS shuffle to get it fixed. So probably decades.

When I said it was obviously impossible to run ~320 million souls on a 7.5k fanfiction, I meant it.

We lasted less than 100 years the first time we tried. It has now been another 150 years and our resolution to remain the United States is looking jittery, especially if your politics are left of center and you have a working knowledge of history.

We have to hope interpreting the COTUS via legal precedent helps us to undo that which is being done, or we will have no hope at all.

Our opponents have been playing a far longer game than most of us realize, and we are woefully ill prepared to mount a resistance. Yet we must, because the consequences of surrender are unacceptable.