a boy & his kite

hiraeth - V (Spring Day series)

Originally posted by bts-precious-maknae-line

(n.) a deep, inborn sense of yearning for a home, a feeling, a place or a person that is beyond this plane of existence.

They say time heals all wounds.

But Taehyung wondered if this was something Father Time could even remedy. If this: a pain so profound he could feel his knees go weak at the mere thought of her smile… her voice echoing in the reserves of his brain.

He was surrounded by a blanket of white as he stood by the tracks, just staring at the snow covering the railway that has been abandoned for many years. The train station which had ceased its services a few years ago when a new one was made on the other side of the city. Hardly anybody went to the place anymore except maybe for some who liked to have some time alone.

Right now, Taehyung was yearning for that peace; one he couldn’t seem to find amid the busy atmosphere of Seoul.

It was a little funny considering for months Taehyung had avoided that peace; mainly because when silence hovered around you, all you could hear were your thoughts. And it terrified him.

Taehyung felt tears pricking his eyes and he lets out a shaky breath; white puff of smoke coming out his lips.

In the quietness of his surroundings, his mind whirls back to a time long ago—awakening memories of summer and spring time.

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You Are Missing It- (Lucissa)

***Re-posting this cuz I accidentally deleted it***

“Father! Look! Dobby taught me how to make a kite! Can we please go outside and play with it together?” The small boy looked hopeful. Lucius snatched the kite from his son’s hands and threw it away.

“Trust me, Draco. You don’t want homemade filth like that. I’ll buy you a new kite. The best kite there is,” Lucius assured the boy.

“And then we can fly it together?” the nine year-old boy asked.

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SwanQueen Week 9 Day 4

Family Vacation


“Easy there, kid.” Emma’s words didn’t seem to reach Henry’s ears, however, as the boy kept his eyes completely focused on the kite that floated above the two of them, fingers grasping the cord as it swayed with the same breeze that rippled the surface of the nearby sea.

A few metres behind, protected with a pair of glasses, Regina eyed the whole thing with a small smile on her face. Back when Emma had excitedly told Henry about the idea of the kite the teen had seemed anything but excited. His years were starting to show, the brunette had found herself thinking as Emma unfolded the small kite she had bought. The dark haired boy, however, had finally let out a smile that had made the former queen think back on his younger years, back when he had been ten, nine perhaps, and had agreed.

Now it seemed that the boy’s whole purpose was to make the kite do the same loops Emma had taught him. His face looked younger, less sombre and grave from where Regina stood and not for the first time she thought about the weight that living in Storybrooke had put on the shoulders of them all.

Shaking her head, the woman approached the couple and put her hand between Emma’s shoulder blades, noticing the way the woman tensed before relaxing. The blonde was wearing a tank top and so Regina’s fingers could touch her skin, nails skimming over her back muscles. It had been hours since they had crossed the town line but if Regina focused on her own magic she could almost feel it thrumming just beneath her skin, pulsing at the same time Emma’s warmth did. The thought relaxed her and as Henry turned to look at them both, noticing Emma’s sudden lack of instructions, she even let her skin blush under the slightly amused stare of their son.

Well, perhaps he wasn’t as young, Regina found herself thinking; that kind of cocky smirk wouldn’t have appeared back when Henry had been younger.

Raising a brow, she let her hand drop, her fingers drawing lines on Emma’s back as she did so.

For a second neither of them said anything until Emma groaned something under her breath about them Mills, being impossible, and went to retrieve the quickly unravelling cord of the kite. Regina let her hand hover over thin air for a second before closing it, curling it at her back as she turned to look at the sea, staring at the glinting sparks that winked playfully at her. Henry, however, instead of following his blonde mother, stood beside her, his arms at his sides, playing with the buckle of his jeans in something that made the brunette think on the blonde woman who was currently pretending to not be blushing and failing spectacularly while trying so.

“So… can I ask what happened a few days ago when you told me that we were going on a vacation just the three of us?” Henry asked then, making her look from the sea and Emma to him, to his knowing eyes.

“You’re like your mother.” Regina replied, a small smile taking off any heat her words may carry. “Stubborn to the core.”

“So there’s something.”

Regina thought again on the beginning of the week in where Emma had poofed herself inside her office with fumbling hands and enough magic to make Regina’s own skin to feel on fire.

“Can we… just the three of us.” Emma had whispered, cheeks flushed and just too close, far too close, the scent of leather and magic encircling them both. “Just the three of us.”

And Regina had complied, seeing through the words the blonde hadn’t said.

“Not yet.” She finally answered, turning to look at Henry, thinking again on what she had been thinking ever since Emma had left her office, on how idyllic, how easy, could be to fall into this idea; just the three of them.

The boy hummed.

“You know that if something happens I will be okay, right? I think the whole town has a bet going on about this after all, I could win.

“Henry Daniel Mills!”

you’re cold and i burn - i guess i’ll never learn

i. all the pretty girls - kaleo | ii. cigarettes - russian red | iii. we are never ever getting back together - noah guthrie (cover) | iv. isaac - bear’s den | v. the grand optimist - city and colour | vi. love is all - the tallest man on earth | vii. bella - angus & julia stone | viii. smoother - daughter | ix, england skies - shake shake go | x. hold on - sons of the east | xi. please please please let me get what i want - the smiths | xii. the beast - angus & julia stone | xiii. months - the middle east | xiv. left for america - ciaran lavery | xv. i have made mistakes - the oh hello’s | xvi. fragile meadow - the black atlantic | xvii. 22 - night beds | xviii. cover your tracks - a boy & his kite | xix. now i love someone - holly throsby


Làm tình xong, cô ngồi ở trên giường hút thuốc. Tôi nằm nhìn từng lớp khói bay lên trần nhà, thứ màu xam xám vốn chỉ thấy trong những mùa đông ảm đạm nhất. Rồi tôi uể oải kéo chăn, cái lạnh vờn nhẹ lên da thịt. Tôi hỏi cô nghĩ gì. Cô nói cô nghĩ về Paul Auster. Lại là Paul Auster. 

Tại sao lại thế. Cô không giải thích được, chỉ là tự nhiên hình ảnh một cuốn sách của Paul Auster hiện lên thôi. 

Em muốn nghe nhạc, em bật nhé. Nói rồi cô cắm dây loa và chỉnh nhạc. Một khúc nhạc của  A Boy and His Kite - tên nhóm tôi chưa từng nghe. Tiếng guitar làm tôi lơ lửng như trên mây. 

Em mới tìm được thôi, em thích nghe những gì người khác không bao giờ nghe. Ích kỷ không. Nói rồi cô cúi xuống hôn tôi ngấu nghiến. Rồi cô hút thuốc. Tôi thầm mong giây phút này không phải là mơ. Tôi tự bấu mình, đau, cảm giác này là thật. Mùi tóc mới gội của cô vẫn nguyên trên gối, những nếp gấp của ga giường cuộn lên như cơn sóng trong vịnh nhỏ. 

Em thường hay đánh dấu bằng một vết mút trên cổ. Nó sẽ đỏ tấy lên vài hôm. Người ta nhìn là biết anh đã bị chiếm đoạt. Nhưng giờ em thôi không làm vậy nữa. Anh chỉ là của em khi chúng ta làm tình. Còn sau đó, em không muốn giữ anh lại. Những dấu vết rồi sẽ mất thôi. Anh biết không đến một ngày chúng ta còn chẳng nhớ lại được những chuyện thế này nữa.

Đến một ngày, chẳng ai bảo ai, không một ràng buộc, em mặc áo, anh cài lại thắt lưng. Em vứt bao thuốc này đi, dúi những que diêm vào nước. Anh đổ gạt tàn, dựng lại cuốn sách. Chúng ta rồi tiếp tục công việc của mình, lãng quên người kia.

From BeP

☁ rain ☁

playlist by breathinginyourhair

~ these songs were picked for driving around during cloudy rainy weather or if you’re just searching for some soothing background noise - enjoy xxx

→ listen to the playlist on spotify: ☁ rain ☁

1. As Long As I Need You - Coasts // 2. Ash Tree Lane - MS MR // 3. Black Balloons - Local Natives // 4. Blood - The Middle East // 5. Cannons - Youth Lagoon // 6. Caught Me By Surprise - Colony House // 7. Ceilings - Local Natives // 8. Cover Your Tracks - A Boy and His Kite // 9. A Dedication - Washed Out // 10. Everything Changes - Rachel Sermanni // 11. Fallingforyou - The 1975 // 12. Feel It All Around - Washed Out // 13. Fix You - Coldplay // 14. Haunt // Bed - The 1975 // 15. Heavy Feet - Local Natives // 16. I Wanna Go - Summer Heart // 17. I Wanted You To Stay On The Other Side - Summer Heart // 18. Intro - The xx // 19. Islands - The xx // 20. Islands - Young The Giant // 21. King and Cross - Ásegir // 22. Me - The 1975 // 23. Medicine - The 1975 // 24. Mt. Washington - Local Natives // 25. New Slang - The Shins // 26. New Theory - Washed Out // 27. On Your Side - The Radio Dept. // 28. Pressure - The 1975 // 29. She Changes The Weather - Swim Deep // 30. Something In The Way - Nirvana // 31. Still - The Japanese House // 32. Teeth - The Japanese House // 33. Turn To Dust - Wolf Alice // 34. Undo - The 1975 // 35. Waiting… - City and Colour // 36. Skinny Love - Bon Iver // 37. Orange County - Swim Deep // 38. Santa Maria - Swim Deep // 39. This Is The Thing - Fink // 40. Peasants - Houses // 41. Such A Drag - Tennis System // 42. Suicide - Tennis System // 43. Youth - Daughter //


A Boy and His Kite - Wash Me Clean

Wild and Unruly - a soundtrack

wrung out and hanging (on west coast time) - the districts | work song - hozier | good men - a boy and his kite | sun it rises - fleet foxes | for emma - bon iver | wildfire - john mayer | never be alone - shawn mendes | on my way home - band of horses | sleepy song, pt. 2 - the districts | a fool’s dance - phillip phillips | 1957 - milo greene | the cave - mumford and sons | on the way home - john mayer

“Yeah, I –”  Louis’s breath caught.  “I… It’s a long story, but.  I met a cowboy.”

wild and unruly,” a fanfiction by 100percentsassy and gloria_andrews on archive of our own. 

A Year Every Minute Pt. 7

A story centered around the lives of Gaster, Sans, and Papyrus from beginning to end. Themes will be both happy and tragic.

Now that the subject could walk its interactions with Gaster had increased tenfold. Had the good doctor thought it was difficult to distance himself before, now it was near impossible. He tried his best to keep a clear, level head when dealing with his experiment, but sometimes that slipped without him really even taking notice until much later.

Closing the door to the clone’s room was pointless now, as whenever he wanted to spend time with Dr. Gaster he would just open it up with his powers. The lab had turned into a daycare, the floor scattered with blankets and toys. Gaster even found himself picking the subject up and carrying it around when it whined hard enough, its tiny legs unable to keep pace as Gaster moved around the room from one table to the next. There were even times when he found himself working with the child sitting in his lap quietly watching, or sometimes slumped against his chest snoozing as he hunched over his papers.

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Asian And Asian American Fiction Reads Written by Authors of South Asian Descent (In No Particular Order)

1.Bitter Sweetsby Roopa Farooki - A spellbinding first novel about the destructive lies that three immigrant generations of a Pakistani/Bangladeshi family tell each other. Henna Rub is a precocious teenager whose wheeler-dealer father never misses a business opportunity and whose sumptuous Calcutta marriage to wealthy romantic Ricky-Rashid Karim is achieved by an audacious network of lies. Even as a child, their daughter Shona, herself conceived on a lie and born in a liar’s house, finds telling fibs as easy as ABC. But years later, living above a sweatshop in South London’s Tooting Bec, it is Shona who is forced to discover unspeakable truths about her loved ones and come to terms with what superficially holds her family together–and also keeps them apart–across geographical, emotional and cultural distance. 

2.Swami and Friendsby R.K. Narayan - Swami and Friends introduces us to Narayan’s beloved fictional town of Malgudi, where ten-year-old Swaminathan’s excitement about his country’s initial stirrings for independence competes with his ardor for cricket and all other things British. 

3.Malgudi Daysby R.K. Narayan - In this collection of stories composed of powerful, magical portraits of all kinds of people, and comprising stories written over almost forty years, Malgudi Days presents Narayan’s imaginary city in full color, revealing the essence of India and of human experience. 

4.A Fine Balanceby Rohinton Mistry - The time is 1975. The place is an unnamed city by the sea. The government has just declared a State of Emergency, in whose upheavals four strangers–a spirited widow, a young student uprooted from his idyllic hill station, and two tailors who have fled the caste violence of their native village–will be thrust together, forced to share one cramped apartment and an uncertain future. 

5.A Suitable Boy by Vikdram Seth - Vikram Seth’s novel is, at its core, a love story: Lata and her mother, Mrs. Rupa Mehra, are both trying to find – through love or through exacting maternal appraisal – a suitable boy for Lata to marry. Set in the early 1950s, in an India newly independent and struggling through a time of crisis, A Suitable Boy takes us into the richly imagined world of four large extended families and spins a compulsively readable tale of their lives and loves.

6.Sacred Games by Vikram Chandra - A policeman, a criminal overlord, a Bollywood film star, beggars, cultists, spies, and terrorists—the lives of the privileged, the famous, the wretched, and the bloodthirsty interweave with cataclysmic consequences amid the chaos of modern-day Mumbai, in this soaring, uncompromising, and unforgettable epic masterwork of literary art.

7.Animal’s Peopleby Indra Sinha - Ever since he can remember, Animal has gone on all fours, his back twisted beyond repair by the catastrophic events of “that night” when a burning fog of poison smoke from the local factory blazed out over the town of Khaufpur, and the Apocalypse visited his slums. Now just turned seventeen and well schooled in street work, he lives by his wits, spending his days spying on town officials and looking after the elderly nun who raised him, Ma Franci. When Elli Barber, a young American doctor, arrives in Khaufpur to open a free clinic for the still suffering townsfolk – only to find herself struggling to convince them that she isn’t there to do the dirty work of the Kampani – Animal gets caught up in a web of intrigues, scams, and plots with the unabashed aim of turning events to his own advantage.

8.Maps for Lost Lovers by Nadeem Aslam - Jugnu and Chanda have disappeared. Like thousands of people all over England, they were lovers and living together out of wedlock. To Chanda’s family, however, the disgrace was unforgivable. Perhaps enough so as to warrant murder. As he explores the disappearance and its aftermath through the eyes of Jugnu’s worldly older brother, Shamas, and his devout wife, Kaukab, Nadeem Aslam creates a closely observed and affecting portrait of people whose traditions threaten to bury them alive.

9.The Kite Runnerby Khaled Hosseini - The unforgettable, heartbreaking story of the unlikely friendship between a wealthy boy, Amir, and the son of his father’s servant, Hassan, The Kite Runner is a beautifully crafted novel set in a country that is in the process of being destroyed. It is about the power of reading, the price of betrayal, and the possibility of redemption; and an exploration of the power of fathers over sons—their love, their sacrifices, their lies.

10.Running in the Familyby Michael Ondaatje - In the late 1970s Ondaatje returned to his native island of Sri Lanka. As he records his journey through the drug-like heat and intoxicating fragrances of that “pendant off the ear of India, ” Ondaatje simultaneously retraces the baroque mythology of his Dutch-Ceylonese family.

11.The Blood of Flowersby Anita Amirrezvani - A mesmerizing historical novel of an ill-fated young woman whose gift as a rug designer transforms her life. Illuminated with glorious detail of persian rug-making, and brilliantly bringing to life the sights sounds and life of 17th-century Isfahan. 

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Kite: “You told me yesterday that your parents had passed away, didn’t you? Do you know anything about your father? What’s his name?" 

Gon: "Ging Freecss" 

Kite: "BOY DO I HAVE NEWS FOR YOU SONNY BUN"‏                 


anonymous asked:

I know it's a killua blog but I barely know any hxh blogs so I figured I might ask you... Do you know why Kite was so important to Gon? I mean he literally just met him why the fuck would he go so fucking far as the newest ep to avenge him....

Point 1: Kite changed Gon’s life. Gon never knew anything about his father or the world of Hunters, Kite appeared, saved the young boys life and told him of the man who is his father. Kite is the one that set him on his mission to find Ging. If Kite hadn’t appeared that day, Mito probably never would have revealed the truth, and Gon would have always just assumed Ging died in a traffic accident like she told him. 

In the manga Kite appears in the first chapter. The HxH wiki summarises it well so:

Kite rescued a young Gon from an attack by a ferocious Foxbear. Kite killed the beast, but just as he went to put its cub down, Gon stopped him and embraced the child foxbear. Kite warned Gon the cub was wild and would hold a grudge against humans once it was older. The cub clawed at Gon, and hurriedly ran back into the forest. Kite asked Gon if his father’s name was Ging Freecss, responding with a shocked expression. Kite went to Whale Island seeking clues regarding Ging’s whereabouts, and had found nothing up until meeting Gon. As the two discussed Ging, the foxbear cub returned to Gon and grew accustomed to him. Before he left in search of more clues, Kite told Gon that animals get along well with good Hunters. From that moment on, Gon wanted to be a Hunter when he grew up.

We only get the beginning bit in a flashback in the 2011 version, and it comes much later, making it much less impactful. I have no idea why they decided to leave Kite out at the start, since his impact on Gon’s life is the entire driving force of Hunter x Hunter.

Point 2: He let all that anger fester. So to an extent, it wasn’t even about Kite anymore. Kite was always the centre, yes, but it was about revenge and Gon trying to redeem himself because of the enormous guilt he felt. Survivors guilt. That why he was felt relieved and somewhat happy when his arm was severed in the latest episode. 

Point 3: people let him get to that point. Killua wanted to accommodate Gon, like he always has. He didn’t have a Wing or a Bisky or a Leorio to keep him in check. Gon became a lot stronger because of this revenge, and they had a world to save, so nobody who could have done this stopped him. Nobody noticed, really. They had more to worry about and their own anxieties to deal with. 

Point 4: Gon’s positivity. The was such optimism with regards to Kite’s return in Gon. He was literally convinced that Kite was alive until they found his dead body being controlled. Gon says that Kite has to be alive, he wouldn’t die. This is Gon’s childish vision of Kite as the superhero that protected him from the FoxBear. He views Kite as a superhero almost incapable of death. He was convinced that he could get Pitou to restore Kite back to life. Pitou could not. Earth shattering realisation. Overwhelmed by emotion and guilt and hatred and loss. Cue Gon’s complete melt down and power up. 

I think this optimism was there more as a protective shield. If Kite was alive then Gon wouldn’t need to feel guilty. If Kite was dead, it would be too much to bear, as seen in the most recent of episodes. 

A Mori Girl's List of Songs

1. Woodland (album by the paper kites)
2. Grizzly Man (rockettothesky)
3. You Want It, You Got It (a boy and his kite)
4. The Old and the Young (midlake)
5. Blue Ridge Mountains (fleet foxes)
6. Dirty Paws (of monsters and men)
7. Walking in the air (or anything by Celtic Woman)
8. Perfect Day (Miriam stockley)
9. All the Pretty Little Horses (Darcy bell-myers)
10. No One’s Gonna Love You (band of horses)

I hope you enjoy listening to some of these songs. Please like/subscribe for more :)


Coldplay ~ Fix You  // Ed Sheeran ~ Small Bump // M83 ~ Wait // Katie Herzig ~ I Hurt Too // Coldplay ~ The Scientist // Josh Record ~ Bones // Taylor Swift ~ Ronan // Jeff Buckley ~ Hallelujah // Death Cab For Cutie ~ I Will Follow You Into The Dark // Erin McCarley ~ Pitter-Pat // The National ~ Heavenfaced // Rose Cousins ~ This Light // Aron Wright ft. Jill Andrews ~ We Built This City // A Boy And His Kite ~ Heartache Is A Cold Place // Ellie Goulding ~ I Know You Care // Aiden Hawken ~ Walking Blind // Snow Hill ~ Be My Baby // Placebo ~ Running Up That Hill // Sam Smith ~ Life Support // Jasmine Thompson ~ Take Me To Church // Amy Stroup ~ Alas We Aspire // Sia ~ Breathe Me // The Band Perry ~ If I Die Young // Daughter ~ Lifeforms

Don’t ever call me that.

A Melinda May Playlist: Season One Edition


  • Pilot | Fly - Mark Joseph | I suppose that I’ll be back again.
  • 0-8-4 | Dog Days Are Over - Florence and the Machine | Can you hear the horses / ‘Cause here they come.
  • The Asset | Why Do I Keep Counting? - The Killers | There’s a plane and I am flying.
  • Eye Spy | The Operation - Morrissey | You don’t catch what I’m saying / When you’re deafened to advice.
  • Girl in the Flower Dress | Your Protector - Fleet Foxes | Keep your secrets with you, girl.
  • F.Z.Z.T. | Exit Wounds - The Script | Lose your clothes and show your scars that’s who you are.
  • The Hub | The Enemy - Mumford & Sons | So why did you choose to lean on / A man you knew was falling?
  • The Well | Bones - MS MR | Empty churches with soulless curses / We found a way to escape the day.
  • Repairs | I Believe - Christina Perri | I have felt the pain of losing who you are / And I have died so many times, but I am still alive.
  • The Bridge | Explosions - Ellie Goulding | Everything you own is falling from the sky in pieces.
  • The Magical Place | Weight of Living, Pt. I - Bastille | Stepping forward out into the day / Shrugging off the dust and memory / Though it’s still soaring above your head.
  • Seeds | Adventures in Solitude - The New Pornographers | We thought we lost you / Welcome back.
  • T.R.A.C.K.S. | Cover Your Tracks - A Boy and His Kite | Sew up your wounds / Pick up your pace.
  • T.A.H.I.T.I. | Yellow Flicker Beat - Lorde | I never watch the stars / There’s so much down here.
  • Yes Men | Elastic Heart - Sia featuring The Weeknd and Diplo | You did not break me.
  • End of the Beginning | Control - Garbage | You let your guard down / You let the truth out.
  • Turn, Turn, Turn | No Easy Way - Digital Daggers | I watch the walls around me falling down / So far away from safe and sound / I’ve lost control.
  • Providence | Flashing Red Light Means Go - The Boxer Rebellion | What’s the use in my advice that you just turn down?
  • The Only Light in the Darkness | Say Something - A Great Big World | I’m sorry that I couldn’t get to you / Anywhere I would’ve followed you.
  • Nothing Personal | Flaws (Live Acoustic Version) - Bastille | You have always worn your flaws upon your sleeve / And I have always buried them deep beneath the ground / Dig them up / Let’s finish what we’ve started.
  • Ragtag | Soldiers - Otherwise | You can’t erase us / You’ll just have to face us.
  • Beginning of the End | On Your Side - SafetySuit | I am on your side, beginning to the end you know.

Season One Playlists

Coulson // Ward // Skye // Fitz // Simmons // FitzSimmons // Skimmons