(( made because gah this song is perfect for them ))

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Week 15! I’m finally starting to catch up on series, so hopefully you’ll start seeing your own in here! Note that drabbles are no longer included due to the length of the recs. I hope y’all enjoy this weeks compilation. 

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Home, Part Four

Pairings: Peter Quill x Reader, Steve x Reader

Warnings: mild language, angst

A/N: This was only suppose to be a very long one shot. No beta this time. Song for this part: “I Melt With You’ by Modern English

Summary: Your best friend in the whole galaxy is coming to visit to help out with Thanos. When he arrives, Steve finds himself jealous of the close relationship Peter and you have. Will this stop the man from telling you how he feels? Will old feelings be brought up once Peter arrives? Does first love truly fade?    Part One   Part Two  Part Three

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[SCENARIO] How the Vocal Team will Propose (DK/SK)

A/N: AND HERE IT IS! How would the Vocal Team propose! This is the Dokyeom and Seungkwan edition, and they are such babes in our hearts i swear we almost died from flutter just thinking of ideas to write about what they would do. Anyways, please look out for our Jeonghan, Woozi and Joshua edition, which is coming out really soon! :)

A continuation of one of our earlier scenarios (How the Hip Hop Team will Propose). We will also be doing one for the Performance Team as well, so we hope you look forward to it!


- wooed <3
- Scooped ✌️


Originally posted by meaniengful

SYNOPSIS: I think we all know that the Vocal Team are definitely the shyer, less expressive ones (other than Seungkwan) in the group, so we can see them turning to simpler, but sweeter ways to propose to their significant others. True to themself, their proposal methods may be really cliche but it will definitely melt any girl’s heart.

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When I Was Your Man

Anon: could you do a fic based of the Bruno Mars song “When I Was Your Man” and have it be kinda angsty? I love that song and your writing. 

Oh gosh anon baby~ I was trying so hard to make sure I wasn’t copying off of staycute1234 with this. Hope you like it :)

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Jimin’s voice wafted through the air, hitting Jungkook’s ears along with the soft melody that had begun to play from the radio the older boy had just turned on. Outside the window, flurries were drifting and landing to make more layers of soft snow on the ground and windowsill. Jungkook had intended to go out to the studio with Yoongi today. They had recently been noticed by a few radio stations and Namjoon was convinced that it wouldn’t be long before the three of them hit their big break. It would only be right, seeing Hoseok had recently gone on tour with his dance crew and Seokjin had just landed a lead role in a huge upcoming movie. The group of friends were gaining luck, and with luck the rest of them would soon be making big moves too. So, Jungkook had wanted to go to the studio to record his EP with Yoongi, until the unexpected snowstorm hit. 

It had gone all night, and when Jungkook awoke in the morning, there was so much snow outside that he doubted Yoongi would even be willing to move out of bed. He would especially stay home if his boyfriend, Taehyung, a singer who was increasingly growing in popularity just like Jungkook, asked him to stay home with the puppy-like face he always made. So, when Jimin showed up to his door with a box of hot chocolate mix and a face lifted in an angelic smile, Jungkook couldn’t tell him no.

They’d been lying around all day, kissing and cuddling on the couch. Now, Jimin was up in the middle of the floor, singing along with the song he had put on, dancing with the beat, singing Jungkook’s name whenever there was a pause in the music. Jungkook just watched him awhile, an amused grin steady on his lips. The older male was moving gracefully across the floor, eyes closed softly as he continued to sing. It was incredible really, the way his body formed perfect lines and turned so smoothly. Where Hoseok’s dancing was quite powerful, Jimin’s was slow and graceful. He looked almost like something out of a dream. 

"Hyung, you’re so pretty,” Jungkook leaned back. 

Jimin finally opened his eyes and a soft pink blush began to creep up his cheeks. The corner of his lips lifted and his eyes crinkled into crescents. Really he was the cutest thing. “No Kookie. Don’t say those things.”

“But you are Hyung,” Jungkook reached his hand out, snagging it around Jimin’s fingers. The older male looked at him for a moment, wondering if Jungkook was going to get up and dance with him. Instead, Jimin was pulled into his lap. The song changed into an R&B piece with piano and strings. “You’re the most beautiful person I’ve ever seen.”

The older smiled again, leaning so he could lean his head against Jungkook’s shoulder. The song droned on in the background as they cuddled. The singer was singing about love and how they lost it somehow and, despite the sad lyrics, the song was beautifully arranged and made them both feel calm.

“It sucks you know.”

Jungkook tilted his head, looking at the other male curiously. “What sucks?”

“No one’s ever going to write something this beautiful for me. I mean, I know it’s sad but, the person the singer knew must’ve really meant a lot to him.” Jimin absentmindedly played with the sleeves of Jungkook’s sweater he was wearing. 

“Or that the person who wrote it for the singer just wanted to make a new hit,” Jungkook almost scoffed. He knew how the industry worked. No one ever really wrote songs for themselves anymore. There were songwriters and then there were singers. Singers just put on the show for the writers behind the scenes. And then sometimes there were people like Jungkook, Yoongi, Taehyung, and Namjoon. All four had equally agreed not to take songs from other writers but to write all of their pieces themselves. It was more personal that way. They’d be able to connect with more people. 

“You know what I mean Kookie.” Jimin’s soft pink lips curled into a pout and Jungkook sighed in awe. It really was quite cute the way he pouted and puffed his cheeks a bit whenever he got frustrated or upset. 

“I know,” he thought for a minute, grabbed Jimin’s chin, and turned his head so they were nose to nose. “I’ll write hundreds of songs for you hyung, if that’s what you want.” Jimin’s eyes lit up and he began to ask over and over again if Jungkook really meant what he had just said. No one had ever told him that they would write a song for him before, granted he hadn’t been with very many music artists before. Jungkook smiled and brought them into a deep kiss before pulling back. “Of course I will. That’s how much you mean to me hyung.”

~ ~ ~ ~

Jungkook fidgeted with the cuffs of his button up, hands shaking with nerves and anxiety. The crowd gathered in front of the stage not too far away was loud enough to pierce through the doors of the dressing room. He watched as makeup artists and other crew scampered around the room, calling out orders and rushing artists up and onto the set. Every single one was setting up for the main event: Yoongi, Namjoon, and especially Jungkook.

It had been two years since he debuted, and he still got nervous every time he performed. But he was still confident in his abilities for he had been called Golden Boy by his fanbase because of his ability to achieve at everything he did. It was also his coined stage name. Yoongi went as Suga now, and Namjoon as Rap Monster. They had debuted only a month after Jungkook and now all three of them were on tour together to promote their new albums that would be releasing. All it had took was a little luck and a few radio interviews and then being sponsored by Big Hit Entertainment. Taehyung, Hoseok, Seokjin, Jungkook, Namjoon, and Yoongi. They were all signed under the up and coming entertainment company and now successfully doing the things they loved.
Everything was perfect. Nothing about what they had now was wrong.

But one thing was missing. 


The thought of the older male sent a pang to Jungkook’s stomach and he remembered why he was nervous in the first place. It was his first full album and though he never really told anyone but the rest of his friends, it was almost completely written about Jimin. 

All those days and nights in the studio were spent with tears, anger, and confusion. The words had just spilled out on the paper, and sometimes he even found himself crying as he recorded, which often frustrated Yoongi because it made finalizing the songs a much longer project. He’d recorded about 50 songs in a few months, each one about Jimin. Their manager had told him to record other songs for the album to mix things up, and so he had tried for another month to get the thought of the other male out of his head long enough to write other lyrics. 

Five months, 18 total songs put on the album, 14 in total were about Jimin. The leftover four were features he’d done with Namjoon, Taehyung, Yoongi, and a freestyle with all four of them. That session in particular had been the most fun.
Now, Jungkook was about to perform those four songs for the first time before the album came out, and one additional one that had been his first choice when picking songs for the album. It was a song he so desperately wanted to put on because he knew, at the end of it all, he wanted to perform it live, and he wanted a special person to hear it.

A special person whom he had promised a hundred songs. 

Of course, his friends had advised him against inviting Jimin to the show. There were rumors that he was dating a member of some idol group for a long time, and Jungkook had ignored them for awhile. That was until there were fan-captured pictures of them kissing on every blog around. Seeing the picture was when Jungkook began writing about Jimin again, and it had produced the best song on his entire album. And so, against his friends’ advice (and his better judgement), he’d called Jimin’s manager (whose number he attained from his own manager), and requested that Jimin attend the opening night of the tour. He also mentioned that Jimin could bring a date if he liked. 

It had taken all of his will to hang up when he heard the familiar, soft voice in the background saying, “Manager-nim, who’re you on the phone with.”
He was starting to regret his decision. There was one more performer going on before he went on stage, and he was beginning to shake. A hand clasped onto his shoulder and he jumped in surprise. When he turned his head he saw that Namjoon was standing there, smiling widely, revealing his deep dimples.
“Jungkook-ah, let’s head to the stage stairs, yeah? Don’t want to miss our cue right?” From behind him, Yoongi and Taehyung were standing, hand-in-hand. The sight was cute, but also made Jungkook’s stomach turn. He took a deep breath in to calm himself and reluctantly nodded at his pink-haired friend.
They reached the edge of the stage just as the last act was ending. The crowd, seemingly louder than before, cheered and sang along with the current song, lightsticks waving in the air. The round balls on top of black sticks changed color, each change matching the four artists. Gold for Golden Boy, white for Suga, Red for Rap Monster, and Green for Kim Taehyung. It was heartwarming, really, to see their dreams coming true right in front of their eyes. But Jungkook just couldn’t get over the feeling that something was missing. 

The memories hit him like a truck. 

“What do you mean I can’t go with you to your performance,” Jimin had his arms crossed as he looked at Jungkook who was planted firmly against the wall.

“You can’t be out there with me Jimin hyung. You know why. My man-”

“Why? Because you can’t be seen with me while you debut? Think it will hurt your stupid image?” Jimin was livid now, face turning a pale shade of red and lips pursing. It wasn’t the pout like normal and that was a bad sign.

“Now you know it’s not like that…” Jungkook tried to explain.

“Yes the fuck it is and you know it. Your stupid managers think that you dating will make you look like a softy.”

“That’s not true. Yoongi and Taehyung are still together.”

“That’s because everyone already thinks Yoongi-hyung is tough. He’s got this whole bad boy thing going on. You on the other hand…they think if I’m with you, you won’t be as intense.”

“You’re overexagerating.”

“Fuck you Jeon Jungkook.”

“Don’t curse at me…”

“I’ll do whatever the fuck I want Jungkook. You know there are tons of artists out there that would kill to be with me. You know all of the confessions I’ve gotten since I joined my dance company? Do you know how much women and men would give in order to be in bed with me for one night?!”

“Then go be with them then!” Jungkook was pissed now. How could he say such a thing? They were supposed to be together, not worrying about the fact that other people wanted to be with them. The thought of other people flirting with Jimin and he subtly flirting back in a playful way made his blood boil.

“Maybe I will.”

“Fine.” He knew he probablu should’ve said something more. 

“Fine!” Jimin stormed out of the door with nothing more than a squeak from the tears that were threatening to escape his eyes and the sob building in his throat. 

Jungkook had waited for hours, days, weeks, months for Jimin to come back. He sat on the couch every day, waiting for a call or a text or a knock on the door that told him that Jimin was going to come back to him and cuddle with him like they always used to. But that day never came, and one day, when Jungkook returned home from the studio, all of Jimin’s things had been thoroughly cleaned out. It was what finally broke him. And so he barely ever spent a night at home, constantly sleeping on the sofa of the studio or at Namjoon and Seokjin’s shared apartment. Eventually he started sleeping in Hoseok’s apartment, considering the male was never home because of tours with his dance crew.

And after two years, Jungkook was going to finally see Jimin again.

What would it be like?

“You guys are up,” a member of the stage crew patted all of their backs and gave them a thumbs up to go on stage. The stage lights were down and as they walked out there was nothing but the dull hum of one of Jungkook’s tracks playing over the speakers. It was the instrumental version and played at the same part over and over again as the fans began to chant. 

Rap Monster. Golden Boy. Min Suga. Kim Taehyung.” The fans chanted over and over again over the music. Jungkook began to calm down, feeling the adrenaline begin to start pumping through his veins. By the time the lights came up and the real music started, he was lost in the music. First they sung one of his feature tracks, and then Namjoon and Yoongi performed one of their solo tracks along with a joint song which Jungkook and Taehyung spent the entire time adlibbing through as they tried to hype up the crowd. Then came Taehyung’s solo song, which was a fast pop piece, and then it was time for the cypher with all four of them.

While he moved around the stage, dripping in sweat and yelling his lyrics through the microphone, he totally forgot the nervousness he once had. He was on stage, playing around with three of his best friends, and the sounds of the crowd cheering for the four of them only contributed to his high. It was the best feeling, being on stage. 

After the cypher, the four of them sat on stools that had been set up for them and then participated in a Q&A round with their MC. Then they played a game and it was time for Jungkook to do his solo song. The other members left the stage, waving their goodbyes as Jungkook pulled his chair to center and picked up the water bottle the staff had left for him on one of the speakers.

“Before I sing this,” Jungkook said out to the audience. It warmed his heart to hear the mixture of their replies as they anticipated what he was going to say. “I want to say this is the first song I wrote for the album, and quite honestly it’s the one that means the most to me.” Still pumping with excitement and adrenaline, he forgot why he had been nervous about singing it in the first place. He had totally forgotten about Jimin who he had once known was sitting in the first row. All he could see was the crowd of fans. “And really, the entire album means something. Oh I forgot. Shouldn’t I tell you all the official name of the album now?” The fans cheered an almost unison ‘yes’. He had been withholding the name of the album whenever it was brought up in interviews, claiming he wanted to announce his first full album title to all the fans (which he had nicknamed Golden Kids) who had came out to see him. Now was the time.

“It’s called 'Park’”

The fans cheered in approval, but even over the noise he heard a gasp from the front row. He innocently adverted his eyes down to find the source of the noise, and immediately his breath hitched. There, sporting a head of orange hair and soft eyeliner around his eyes, was Park Jimin. Park Jimin with his hands loosely intertwined in another male’s. 

Don’t lose your cool Kookie. They all came out to see you anyway, right? “Well it’s meant the world being able to have you guys with me all of the way. Now, here’s my first, and favorite, song on the album, 'When I Was Your Man.”

The instrumental began to play and Jungkook closed his eyes, refusing to look down at the other male whom he knew would only be staring. Staring right back while he tightly held the hand of his new boyfriend. Instead he imagined all of the nights he spent crying over Jimin in the studio, sobbing in his bed while he curled his fingers in the empty sheets, laying around in the sweater that Jimin had always liked to wear. He took in one deep breath.

Same bed but it feels just a little bit bigger now

Our song on the radio but it don’t sound the same

It was almost painful feeling the words vibrate through his chest and out of his lips. The notes came out with little to no effort and the lyrics escaped without him thinking much about it. Singing the song was so natural, yet it caused him almost a physical pain. He did his best to avoid averting his gaze downwards.

Too young too dumb to realize

The crowd broke out in fit of screaming.

That I should’ve bought you flowers

And held your hand

Should’ve gave you all my hours

When I had the chance

Take you to every party cuz all you wanted to do was dance

Now my baby’s dancing

But they’re dancing with another man

The crowd was cheering as the music continued to play, low enough so they could hear the words. Jungkook opened his eyes and looked straight out into the audience, entranced almost by the lightsticks that were all shining gold for him. This really was his dream. He had everything he wanted. Everything…except one thing. One person.

My pride my ego my needs and my selfish ways

Caused a good strong person like you to walk out my life

Now I’ll never, never get to clean up the mess I made

Each word was true, written when he was in the deepest pit of loss. He’d lost the one person who had meant the most to him all because he couldn’t tell his manager no. Maybe if he had taken Jimin out more, shown him that he really hadn’t minded being in public with him. That it wasn’t just an image. That he cared way more about Jimin then any stupid image. He’d been so immature back then.

The chorus began to play again and Jungkook began to feel the tears gathering at the bottom of his eyelids. It was going to take everything in him not to cry. He couldn’t do that in front of his fans during his first real concert on his first real tour with his friends. Maybe the second, third, or the last. But not the first. He had to make a good impression and how could he do that if he was crying. And he was going a pretty good job so far holding it together.

At least until the bridge came in.

Although it hurts

I’ll be the first to say that I was wrong

I know I’m probably much too late

To try an apologize for my mistakes

But I just want you to know

He glanced down only to see Jimin, standing up, watching him with wide eyes. There seemed to be a tear drifting past his cheek and down his neck, and as Jungkook followed it he noticed the black shirt with screaming gold hangul, “I love Golden Boy”. They stared at each other for what felt like minutes, when it was really only seconds. Then the lyrics weren’t just words scribbled on a paper, not just melodies let out in recording booths, not just a song being edited and tweaked by the company until it was perfect. It was his song for Jimin, and now he was finally getting to say everything he had always wanted to say since he left.

I hope he buys you flowers

I hope he holds your hand

Give you all his hours, when he has the chance

Take you to every party 

I remember how much you loved to dance

Do all the things I should’ve done when I was your man

Jimin stood, widemouthed and dumbfounded, completely entranced by the music. Jungkook only stared back, tears falling down his cheeks and onto his trousers.

Do all the things I should’ve done, when I was your man

The crowd erupted into a fit of cheers, yet Jungkook barely heard them. He was sure they were calling out “Golden Boy” over and over again until their lungs gave out. He was sure there would later be questions all over blogs and social media wondering who the love ballad was all about, none to really know that it was the man sitting in the first row with light orange hair that had inspired not only that song, but his entire album.

“You know,” Jungkook began, unable to control himself. He wasn’t looking at Jimin now, though he had his head turned in a way where he could still see him. Jimin leaned his elbows on the gate in front of the stage, listening intently. Even he wanted to know what the Golden Boy had to say. Jungkook smiled, rubbing the back of his neck nervously. “I wrote that song for you,” he chuckled. “Shit I wrote the whole album for you.” He got up, moving his stool to prepare for Yoongi and Namjoon’s performance which was coming up shortly. “I told you I’d write hundreds of songs for you, but I only managed 50 so far, most of which aren’t even on the album.” He was laughing now, as if the conversation was only between he and Jimin. As if no one else was gathered in the stadium to hear him speak. “Just give me a bit more time, and you’ll have hundreds.”

He began to walk off stage, turning once again towards the audience and therefore back at Jimin who had completely broken out into tears. His boyfriend was situated behind him, holding his waist and oblivious to what was really going on. Perhaps Jimin never told him about us. “I even named it after you.”

Then he was off the stage, filtering through the crowds of people who had gathered, trying to figure out what was going on with his impromptu speech. Yoongi and Namjoon were situated nearby, drinking from water bottles and talking among themselves. When they spotted Jungkook coming down the steps, they called out to him, waving him over.

“That was ballsy kid,” Yoongi muttered, taking another sip of his water.

“Yeah, was he even in the audience?” Namjoon asked, tilting his head in interest.

“Sure was. First row. Got a head full of orange hair now.” Jungkook laughed quietly. “How do you think manager-nim is going to kill me? Easy and quick? Or slow and painful?”

The other two laughed, unable to respond as they were summoned to go on stage. Jungkook looked back out to the stage, almost tempted to go back out in order to see Jimin’s beautiful face again, but instead he headed in the direction of the dressing room. It had felt so right seeing him again. His album wouldn’t be as amazing as it was without Jimin, and so Jungkook had to at least share with him the one piece that had started it all. The one of hundreds of pieces he had promised him.

And there were so many more to write.

Miraculous Ladybug Kiss Meme! (Part 6)

A/N: Next up we have some more established relationship and domestic fluff!  This is my take on numbers 1 and 14, the good morning kiss and a kiss on the neck.  Not exactly the best but I think I’m getting better at writing kisses…  At least you guys only have to suffer through one more of these things. 

Marinette stretched her arms out beside her and instantly realized that something was wrong.  Her arms hit dead space and cold blankets rather than a tangle of her boyfriend’s bedhead and comforting warmth.  She sat up in bed slowly.  “Adrien!” she called.

There was no answer.  The chilly morning air hit her skin, making her shiver a little.  Tentatively she swung her feet over the side of the bed.  The ground was just as cold if not colder than the air.  “Adrien?” Marinette called again as she drew her bathrobe over her shoulders.

This time she heard the gentle sounds of music playing from down the stairs.  Some pretty instrumental version of an opening theme of an anime Marinette couldn’t quite remember the name of.  A small smile flicked on to her lips.  Of course.  She tied her bathrobe and padded out of the room quietly to follow the music.  

She found Adrien in the kitchen with his back to the door at the stove.  The long sleeves of his hooded sweatshirt were pushed up past his elbow to keep them out of the batter bowl he was he was thick slices of bread into.  Beside him on the other side of the stove was a plate heaped high with slices of French toast.  It smelled Heavenly and Marinette felt her stomach rumble in answer.

Adrien hummed along to the song that was playing.  He might as well have been wearing headphones with as oblvious as he was.  Marinette’s lips ticked up into a smirk.  This was too perfect of a moment to pass up.  Carefully, she tiptoed across the kitchen floor and threw her arms around his middle.  

“Gah!” Adrien jumped about five feet in the air.  The batter bowl nearly fell off the counter.  “Marinette!” he whined.

“Good morning.” she giggled as she buried her nose in his back.  Marinette drew her arms tighter around his chest, feeling the hard lines of his muscles underneath his sweatshirt.

Adrien groaned in exasperation.  He threw his head back and exposed the long line of his neck and swell of his Adam’s apple.  “Why do you do that?” he complained.

“Because you make it criminally easy sometimes.” she answered simply.  Adrien let loose another dramatic groan.  He manuevered himself around and twisted in her arms.

“I was trying to make you breakfast in bed.” he told her.  His arms wound around her shoulders.  Marinette soaked up the heat.  This was what her boyfriend had so cruelly deprived her of when she’d woken up in bed alone.  Well that… and one other thing.

Marinette rose on to her toes.  Even then she wasn’t able to meet his lips.  She made do though and pressed her mouth against the soft skin of his neck.  Adrien’s throat fit perfectly between her lips.  He tilted his head up to give her better access.  His hands, however, slipped under her bathrobe and roamed across her back as if he hadn’t explored it half a million times before.  Marinette melted into the heavenly touch.  A low groan started in Adrien’s throat, buzzing beneath Marinette’s mouth, and escaped through his mouth.  

Adrien wrapped his hands around her shoulders.  He pushed her away from his neck gently.  Marinette huffed in agitation.  The warmth was already starting to fade away from her lips.  At least Adrien had the decency to turn a healthy shade of red.  There was a shy smile on his lips.  “G… good morning.” Adrien stammered in reply.

Then he dipped his head to hers.  His hands left her shoulders to take her by the face.  His warm, thin fingers caressed her cheeks softly.  Marinette closed her eyes and tilted her head in anticipation.  Then the smell of burnt bread and eggs made her wrinkle her nose.  She broke away from his fingers.  “Um… Adrien?” she said.

Adrien’s eyes nearly bugged out of his head.  “French toast!” he yelped.

He spun around to try and salvage what was left of their breakfast.  Marinette stifled her giggles underneath her hand.  

Read It Wednesday

Week 11! My apologies if I missed a fic this week! I was getting multiple notifications when things were being reblogged from certain people and it really crowded my activity. So, if you don’t see a fic here, I’m so so sorry. If you’d like to me read it, send it to me via message and I will get it read and added to next weeks Read It Wednesday. Also, I decided against adding gif drabbles from smut day in here, just to save the space. 

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Seeing Hamilton Live

Things I Noticed

opening- theatre goes wild! amazing energy everyone is so so happy to be there the whole time waiting for it to start is electric
story of tonight: wow are they going to ever stop hugging? (no) Laf laurens Alex and Mulligan are all hanging all over each other
Schuyler sisters: OMG SQUAD GOALS when they put their hands in the middle THE TURNTABLE Peggy omg omg the enseMBLE BURR IS SO FUNNY he’s trying to keep up with Angelica on the opposite turntables it’s hilarious
helpless: Eliza oh my gooooood beautiful all the liGHTS a literal angel also Lin???? holy shit omg his expressions and body language WOWOW This was so impressive and it’s crazy to see such a huge amount of plot go by in like. 3 minutes and it’s all so easy to follow they’re so good
farmer refuted WOW HES SO CUTE also this was literally so hilarious like mulligan egging ham on omg they’re all cheering for Alex except burr who is at this point already like Kill Me Now
you’ll be back: what the fuck??? this was so funny he barely moved at all but his expressions and tiny little things made it hilarious wow
right hand man: WOW EVERY SINGLE WASH SONG WAS SO POWERFUL AND MOVING AND INCREDIBLE Hamilton is a literal jumpy baby he’s bouncing on his toes aww Chris Jackson is a literal God on earth and there was so much going on in this he was so REAL the struggle of Washington that he showed was so amazing wowowooww
story of tonight reprise: does it get any gayer? who knows. also Anthony does that thing (u know the thing the ‘u got a special someone on the side’ thing) right in Leslie’s ear like he’s almost eating the side of his face it’s so funny also he’s obviously trying to keep Alex from getting into a fight on his wedding night
wait for it: wowowowowowowowowowow leslie what the fuck the amount of emotion and power in this song was so incredible and I cannot believe… the lights in this were particularly stunning
stay alive, ten duel commandments, and meet me inside: I’m crying. I’m literally crying ok the confrontation between ham and wash was so emotional and cool they were all stiff and cold unlike having before where they had been really animated except when Alex goes “well I don’t have your name” and he kinda explodes
and the duel was so gay when Laurens survived Hamilton was crying (he like scrubbed his face) and wOW also the other cast members are always up top? watching what’s going on? and it’s so cool
that would be enough: Eliza is the best 2kforever ok wow holy shit this is so sweet and Lin is practically crying his voice breaks and gah the emotion!!! he doesn’t think he deserves her! wahh
guns and ships: ITS LIT ITS SO LIT DAVEED IS ACTUALLY SO TALENTED HIS ENERGY AND PRESENCE IS UNFATHOMABLE I CANNOT TELL YOU I wanted to watch this over and over because there was so much motion it def captured the chaos of battle
history has its eyes on you: wow ok so Hamilton comes back and he’s so beautiful? like yeah ok also this was so nice in the theatre like.. surrounding u with the music GAH
Yorktown, aka where do I look everything is amazing and this should probably be rated r because this is porn: I can’t even begin to describe this… there was so much going on and everyone was so good and there was this line thing w the ensemble and the bayonets and WOW
(I no lie thought this had to be the end of act 1 it was so powerful)
dear theodosia: the lights???? the emotion??? they’re so cute???? it’s so simple and sweet and I’m in love Burr is sitting in his chair and Alex is behind his and they’re lit in little squares of light and it’s so cool bc for once neither of them are trying to be in the spotlight but they still feel the pressure yessssss
Laurens letter: oh no. oh no oh no oh no Anthony is standing there and he is so proud and sad and angry and Hamilton is devastated like aCTually crushed and then he just INTERNALIZES IT AND GOES “I HAVE SO MUCH WORK TO DO” AND WOW
non-stop: yes? yes yes yes the law scene is so good, when he meets burr Leslie is so done he’s so exasperated this whole song and it’s so good and everything about this was sO GOOD
what’d I miss: I literally cannot tell you how much I love this song like i thought I liked it before? nope wrong daveed diggs is a magician and every movement he made made me laugh even harder and that coAT OH MY GOD gAH every punchline perfectly delivered hhhhhhhhh the whole cast too just adding little eye rolls and flippant gestures it’s perfect
the cabinet battles!!! everyone cheered when Washington was like “for a cabinet meeting, huh?” and it was so fun Lin is such a bouncy puppy also Madison Oak’s total switch is so impressive and?? he keeps wiping his nose with a handkerchief I’m crying
take a break: Angelica and Eliza as best people ever ok they are so kind and they’re so cute together when they’re hugging and trying to get Hamilton to come and ANTHONY HOLY SHIT AS PHILLIP HIS MANNERISMS COMPLETELY CHANGE FROM LAURENS AND AT FIRST HES THIS SHY LITTLE KID SND THEN HE GETS MORE CONFIDENT AND WAAAAAA HAM PLEASE
say no to this: I cannot believe… this was so well done, not even close to weirdly sexual, and it doesn’t portray maria badly at all she’s in love with him it’s so sad ahhhhh and James Reynolds is SO GOOD AND THE LIGHTING AND ITS SO INTIMATE AND WELL DONE WOWOW (also it all happens in a street setting? like there’s street lights it’s really cool because it was the first publicized affair)
the room where it happens: I’m still gay, it was just as good as you would expect, Leslie has so much emotion I can’t tell you
Schuyler defeated: tiny little Laurens. that’s all
one last time: this is actually really sad? wow also Lin does so well, when he goes “teach them how to say goodbye” and it’s like he’s accepted it and GAH CHRIS IS SO SO POWERFUL IN THIS I CANT EVEN BEGIN TO DESCRIBE
I know him & the Adams admin: King George is literally insane and I love him. he sits in for AA and does this funny little dance what the heck I love them all
we know: ok. ok so daveed diggs is amazing ok? ok. the tension is palpable in this scene and it’s so well staged and woW it’s so neat how they’re all on one side of the desk and it’s very formal and aggressive they’re all leaning in and for once Hamilton is not. the one moving an excessive amount which is really cool bc it’s like his whole life freezes at this point and then…
hurricane: I cannot. I cannot do this justice. the lighting, the slow moving hurricane of papers and furniture, the GODDAM TURNTABLE BLESS thIS you have to see live
the Reynolds pamphlet: let’s be clear; this is the actual hurricane and I want to watch it over and over. every single character gets a reaction, including the king and Anthony (sobs) and it’s so crazy, tossing papers everywhere, SO COOL you can feel the beat in your chest it’s incredible
burn: ok. um. cry. just cry now because Eliza didn’t deserve this and also phillipa’s voice is like silk and it’s heartwrenching ok the dynamics are incredible
blow us all away: I love Anthony ok. that’s all. (also the show staging bit is so good George is on the balcony and everyone else watching the show keeps turning around in their seats ahh) and when he goes “your fathers a scoundrel and so it seems are you” he looks him up and down and Phillip is literally just a little boy trying too hard to act cool I’m sorry
the election of 1800: um I’m pretty sure tjeffs dabs when he gets the endorsement which is. pretty much this whole thing plus some really amazing choreography and a fantastic burr yes? he is so much more animated here (“I learned that from you”)
yr. obt. servant: this is so sassy??? so sassy the people sending the letters are so sassy the whole thing is just sass™
best of wives and best of women: oh nooooo those glasses he’s so smol and tired and they are so sweet together wow he just holds her as he’s sitting down
the world was wide enough: ok so the death scene… slow motion bullet, amazing amazing amazing seeing all the other characters, wow this literally couldn’t have been done better
row him across the Hudson is so cool too?? and then he ascends up the stairs to the other dead characters and I’m GAY
wlwdwtys: wow ok so this is like a love ballad to Eliza? and when she sees the audience at the end it’s so sweet I cANT TELL YOU HOW GOOD THIS WAS

Also meeting the cast at the end:
Daveed is so kind and soft I gave him a hug and he was so obviously tired but he was still so happy and grinny and he kept complimenting people he said he liked my jacket!!
Chris was so! nice! he actually stopped and talked with us for like?? a minute and said he would like to visit virginia (mount Vernon) and he was so friendly
AHHH just everyone was so nice this is so long already I’m sorry it was just AAHH these people

I’m going to tag @alexanderhammyton because I told her I’d tell her this but I never got time to so. here u go friend

Mina’s Monday Recs

So here we are again with my recs for this week. :) There is, as usual, a mix of things here – fics, fanart, videos and pretty graphics, some from a while ago but most of them new, a few of which involve the gorgeous Emily Bett Rickards in those fishnets :D

New Threads by arrow-through-my-writers-block (Olicity) – Ahh, I am loving this fic and would recommend you read the others in the New Threads series, because they are equally fabulous, too. I adored this season four spec fic because I’m sure all of us Olicity shippers are wondering what Felicity’s reaction will be to the new Arrow suit. And, naturally, the ending was wonderfully sexy. :)

The Wrong Woman by jedichick04 (Olicity) – I’ve read a couple of versions of this (as in, what happens between Oliver and Felicity when he is taking her to Queen Mansion), and I have to say, this is my favourite. And not just because Oliver takes her there by motorbike. :D I love this insight into Felicity’s head regarding Oliver’s not-so-fake ILY and the way Rachel seamlessly fills in the gaps of the episode.

Decisions by simplyfragile (Olicity) – I adore pregnant!Felicity in future ‘verse, and when you add fluff into the mix – well, let’s just say I am already in. :D I don’t know if this was intentional, but EBR’s recent comments about how much she wanted a scene with Oliver and Felicity doing domestic everyday things like brushing their teeth or whatever made me really want to see more ordinary things couples do in fanfic. And this satisfied that need quite nicely. Especially with the name that they decided on in the end. :)

Olicity fic featuring Diggle by dust2dust34 (Olicity) – I adored this. I love the Joliver friendship and was heartbroken when it was wrecked by everything Oliver did in 3x21. The way Bre incorporated that into this fic was so well done, with the brief interludes of the flashbacks, and I hope we get this wonderful an insight into repairing Oliver and John’s friendship in season 4.

Mission: The Wedding Night (NSFW) by seetheskyaboveus (Olicity) – holy smutty goodness, Batman! Whoooooa. Talk about HOTNESS. I love the parallel with 3x17 when John and Lyla similarly had their wedding cockblocked by Amanda Waller, lol, and what I loved more was the fact that Oliver and Felicity refused to let that shake them and had their wedding night right there in the middle of their mission. And there is a wonderful Felicity-ish tone to the way this is written, with the occasional babble in the narrative, that is just so much fun to read.

Finding Comfort in You by smkkbert (Olicity) – this is fabulous. I am a sucker for fics involving Olicity when they are married and have a child together, and this one was great because it really showed a lovely mother-daughter moment with Felicity and Emmy. The best bit was that Emmy was the one getting the injections and she was the one comforting her mother.

you’re the one that i want by wagamiller (Olicity) – GAH I LOVE FICS WRITTEN DURING THE SUMMER OF UST. :D Add to that the fact that this is the second fic I’ve read this week involving Olicity on Oliver’s motorbike and, well, of course I’m going to love it! There is so much glorious unresolved sexual tension in this that I was totally fanning myself reading this. There is such a great tone to fics set during Arrow season 2.5. I love them. And this one. Especially this one. <3

Fantasy vs. Real Life by yespleasehawkeye (Olicity) – wellllll how can I express how I feel about this fic without sobbing my heart out? Honestly. This was such a great fic. I loved the realism of it (I love that their sex life is described as clumsy but comfortable and fun, and HER CARTOON PYJAMAS OMG). Honestly, just all the lovely details in this fic made it memorable, like Oliver lighting her entire menorah in one sitting (lol), or their child’s dyslexia, or that ridiculous Christmas sweater.

That’s it for fics. Onto graphics! I found this wonderful roundup of the Flarrow crossover episodes by mogirl97 that had some of my favourite lines from those episodes. And, actually, it was this graphic that started off a rather interesting discussion about Ray Palmer and Olicity things.

Then there’s this prettiness by quiveringbunny, featuring Oliver and Felicity in 2x13 just after he says “Fe-li-ci-ty” and asks if she’s okay. It has lovely colouring, and I love how personal space just is not a thing in this graphic, lol. I mean, just look!

And, I mean, after that short came out featuring EBR in those killer fishnets, it was only a matter of time that someone did some magic to it and made it this: Oliver daydreaming about Felicity in green leather by just-me-and-the-tv

I… don’t think this even requires words except HOT DAMN. Appropriate colouring is SO appropriate. (Hope it’s okay that I reposted the gif - I’ve linked to it above, but I am more than happy to remove it if you want.)

Someone else who did a bit of graphic magic with EBR in that outfit is cherrychapssstick, who created a gorgeous poster featuring domme!Felicitybased on a wonderful fanfic, The Ties that Bind (NSFW), by supersillyanddorky06. Once again, HOT DAMN. This is so deliciously hot and yet clearly a little angsty, too, just like the fic, and I love how Sarah combined those two elements to make this piece of perfection. (Although, lbr, everything Sarah makes is perfection.)

Finally, I found a couple of beautiful videos for you guys. First is this Nyssa-centric video by sanstarks that includes elements of both Nyssara and Black Assassin (aka two of my favourite OTPs, each of which threatens to consume my soul more and more as the days go by). The best thing about it, though, is that it shows just how far Nyssa’s character has gone since we first met her in 2x13. I mean, she was always badass, but in season three, I feel like we’ve met the softer side to her that Sara knew and loved all along, and I think that is an incredibly beautiful thing to watch.

Speaking of OTPs/brOTPs that threaten to consume my soul, how about this gorgeous Laulicity video by darhkfelicity? Okay, so maybe I’m a bit biased because my OTP tag for Laulicity is “gorgeous laurel”, but still. I adored the relationship that has built up during season three between Felicity and Laurel. I love that they now have a meaningful friendship when, in season one, Laurel was asking who Felicity was, and by season three, Laurel was congratulating Felicity for catching the bouquet (hence my brOTP tag for Laulicity being “nice bouquet”). This video shows that so wonderfully, and the vidder definitely picked all my favourite moments between Laurel and Felicity - and to one of my favourite songs, too - a haunting cover of Skinny Love (originally by Bon Iver) by Birdy.

That’s it from me! As always, I have linked everything that I’ve recced, so please go over to these authors’/graphic makers’/vidders’ pages and leave your appreciation if you can. As for me, I think I’ll be off to bed.

scu11y22, hope it’s okay I used your gif! I just really have a thing for Stephen Amell’s face. Specifically his lips when he says the word “bed”. Also I just really wanted an excuse to use this gif. For science. But by all means just say the word and I will take it down, promise. <3)

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Read It Wednesday

Week 13 is here!! Fics from this week come from the last two weeks, so please be aware that this one is probably going to be LONG. Keep in mind that sometimes I don’t get notifications for everything I’m tagged in. If you really want me to read a fic you’ve posed, send it to me via IM and I will read it right away. Enjoy this weeks compilation!

*Little note: There are some smut fics that are left out of this. They will be included in next weeks RIW. I don’t read smut while I’m at work, and I won’t have time tonight to read them and get this up in time, so I’ve liked all smut fics I’ve been tagged in to read this weekend. I hope y’all understand!

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Read It Wednesday

Is this week ten? Did we finally make it to week ten? Holy crow that’s awesome! I’ve added a few changed to Read It Wednesday. Nothing major, I promise. As of now, I won’t be adding gif drabbles/celebration drabbles to future RIW’s. (unless they’re over 1,000 words) I will still read them but I just won’t be adding them. What I will be doing instead is reblogging those drabbles and making sure they get the love they deserve. ALSO I’ve stated this before, but I won’t be reading fics that don’t come with warnings. Warnings can be in the tags, just make a reference that they’re there. Some things I’m not comfortable with and I just like to spare myself those uncomfortable feelings. I hope none of you hate me for that. Annnd again, if you don’t see a specific series here, please understand that I’m not caught up on it, but will do my best to catch up on it soon. Okay, sorry for my long spiel, now onto the fics I’ve been tagged in this week!

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Read It Wednesday

Week 7! Here is a compilation of the fics I’ve been tagged in this past week. If you want to see your fic here, feel free to tag me. If you don’t see a certain series here, it means I’m not caught up on it, but be on the lookout for it in future read it Wednesdays. Now, onto this weeks fics!

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Read It Wednesday

Welcome to the first Read It Wednesday in 2017! I’m super happy to be doing this again, but I will admit it was nice to have a little break. This is week 6 of Read It Wednesday. Like always, if you don’t see a series here, it means I’m not caught up on it yet, but be on the look out for it in future Read It Wednesday’s. Now, onto some amazing fics!

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Read It Wednesday

What is this week 5? Look at me go!! All right, y’all know the drill, here are some wonderful fics I’ve read this week! (if you don’t see a series in here please note that I’m behind, but will catch up eventually and please be on the lookout for it in future Read it Wednesdays) Again, everything is under the cut because these are getting long! (and I love it)

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Read It Wednesday

Week four already! This is a compilation of all (or mostly all) the fics I’ve been tagged in this week. If you’d like to be included in these, feel free to tag me in your fics! Because these are starting to get a little long, I’m going to put everything underneath a cut. Now onto some amazing works!! 

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I just want to say to everybody, thank you.
Thank you so much for all your support and sweet messages and everything. Thank you for sticking with me. Thank you for following me on this fantastic journey and watching my art and storytelling improve. I would never ever be here without you! So much has happened to me since I started this blog. Good things and bad things.
I’ve met real life bronies, I’ve been to conventions, I’ve been to a brony convention, I’ve sold my art at conventions, I’ve met amazing, super, beautiful people, I’ve written amazing stories, I’ve discovered an absolute angel, I’ve lost my way, I’ve found it again, I’ve succeeded in my studies, I’ve been shrouded in the shadows and celebrated in the light.
I’ve come so far.
And it’s not over yet!

Please take your time to watch this video I’ve put together as a thank you to you guys, my awesome followers!
Even if you aren’t in the list of the featured blogs below the ‘keep reading’, there’s some Dizzyshy goodness at the end that I think all of you will love!

Keep being awesome. Keep smiling. Keep shipping what you love.
I’ll be back soon to let you know why I’ve been gone, and when updates will continue!

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“Get to me know me quite well!”

was tagged by @justalizardking! these are really fun to do (and i’m bored on a sunday night, binge-watching sex and the city and drinking wine. like i always am. but oh well)

First name: Anre

Male/Female: Female

What country you live in: United States

Have you had your first kiss before? Yes, I was 13 and it was raining and I made them take me outside to kiss me bc I was idealistic and wanted it to be like The Notebook LOL (it wasn’t). 

Do you have any siblings? Yes! 2 older sisters, 1 older brother.

Favorite food: Anything with potatoes. 

Favorite work of literature: Yeeesh this is hard. Norwegian Wood by Haruki Murakami. Although if I wanted to be really sentimental, I would say Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants (it was my coming of age elementary school book hah).

Favorite Band: The Format

Favorite Song: Snails by The Format (EP version!). SO good. Always cry when I hear it bc it makes me feel so fuzzy wuzzy.

Favorite place you’ve visited: Florence

Favorite movie (Other than Zootopia, obviously): Gah! There’s so many?? Moonrise Kingdom, or pretty much any Meg Ryan movie from the 80s-90s.

Favorite TV Show: Sex and the City. NOT because it’s the best of the best for me, but I get a sense of comfort when I watch it?? Like, if I’m at a friend’s house or an unfamiliar place, if it’s on in the background I just feel super secure and at home. Lol can’t explain it! (I get the same feeling if Friends is on in the background too)

Fears/Phobias: Spiders, or flowers with REALLY big pods. It freaks me out!! Probably bc of all those weird sunken in holes (I’m literally getting tingly thinking about it)

Dream job: No joke, it has always been a dream of mine to own a sandwich shop in New York City. Ever since I was in elementary school! I wanted to be that type-a-owner who would talk to customers like “Omg so good to see you again, Karen! Would you like the usual havarti arugula?” “Hey Bob! I’ve got this perfect swiss cheese that was just imported last night! I’m sure your sister would just DIE over it! Here, sample this!” My dream. My actual dream. I could talk about it for hours. 

Do you know any other languages? Vietnamese, French, and a little bit of Japanese (but I’ve forgotten most of it)

Celebrity crushes: Errr - Harry Styles. He’s a ‘lil baby cherub and I just can’t. Sue me for loving boy bands and One Direction. I’m proud!

If you could visit any place in the world, it would be: Santorini, because again, I would love to live out my Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants fantasy. 

What borough of Zootopia you would live in: Rain Forest district! Mostly because I love the rain and it makes me feel at home. 

Favorite Zootopia character: Nick Wilde! He’s magnificent, majestic, fluffy and beautiful. Also, it’s that misunderstood bad boy archetype that I just swoon over. 

Favorite meme/gif: 

“I Came Out to Have a Good Time and I’m Honestly Feeling So Attacked Right Now” or anything with Real Housewives. 

Random fun fact: I can do a really great grudge impression. It would be my party trick at sleepovers, and I’d get such a kick out of scaring all of my friends. I’m evil. Oops. 


YES, that is a Snoopy Joe Cool shirt maha. ;D

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I saw Hedwig and the Angry Inch last night and it was pretty much epic

6/11/15 show 

(as a warning there are spoilers here so read at your own risk)

To begin, some highlights:

During Tear Me Down, Hedwig spits into the audience and he actually spit on the left orchestra side and hit my knees and probably the women sitting in front of me. Didn’t expect that at all but it was kinda awesome.

Then, during Sugar Daddy the guy on the aisle seat next to me got the Car Wash. Hedwig made eye contact with him and he was the only guy in an aisle seat except for an older gentlemen a few chairs back and omg I almost died when he came towards us and his leg and boot brushed against my arm as he got on the chair before he pushed the guy’s head back and just proceeded to hump his face.

Getting to see those legs up close as well as the makeup on his face and the wig and the skirt and everything was freaking amazing. Just, it was Hedwig and Darren inches away from me and it was fantastic. I wish I’d gotten to speak to the guy that got car washed at some point after the show but we rushed out. But he was really into the show and totally into the car wash and he definitely got flustered after it happened. Definitely a Darren fan too.  

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