all the songs were about you

reaction compilation #77

Some very passionate reactions to page 38! Chara finally catches up with Frisk.

Never bring a snowball to a knife fight.

Was there ever any doubt?

I’m an adult!

No matter how dire the circumstances, true comedians never miss a pun.

* Can’t move your body.

Ah, that comment about the cover makes a lot more sense now!

I knew you were trouble when you walked in!

From personal experience, I can attest that adrenaline plus running at a full sprint will prevent you from feeling the cold.

(This is brilliant.)

Even though a bunch of Chara’s misdeeds are listed here, it’s interesting that the one thing not mentioned is the time they stabbed Frisk (twice).

Bartenders and Bud-light

Lin x Reader

Word Count:4,209 (I’m sorry, I don’t know what happened :/)

Disclaimers: Alcohol mention, 1 curse word? 

A/N: This is my first fanfic of any kind, so feedback is definitely welcome!! I took a prompt online “you make eye contact with a stranger across” and just ran with it. Thank you @secretschuylersister for reading it over!! I hope you all enjoy (cause I enjoyed writing it!!) 

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so last christmas my cousins from belgium came out to visit (who i hadn’t seen for six years) and while they were here i taught the older one how to play a song on the piano. it’s just an easy, fun one that i play sometimes if i don’t want to do anything too complicated, and it’s a pretty upbeat little tune. she learnt it in three days which was amazing seeing she doesn’t actually play piano, and she played it perfectly on the day they were leaving which almost brought me to tears. the day after they left i did my piano practise and played all my songs, and i played the one i taught her at the end, and i can tell you that i have never heard myself play such an upbeat song so slowly and depressingly as i did that day. it breaks my heart every time i think
about it because i miss her so much

Yo, one of the most taxing questions I’ve had about myself for years was if I could sing. This all stems from a single incident that happened to me shortly after I got out of high school. I was hanging out with some friends and we were just driving around town. Some song came on and I decided to really enthusiastically sing along as a joke. My friends were all surprised and one of them said, “You should go on American Idol or something and sing really well, but then just start screeching halfway into the song.” Like, at the time I didn’t think anything about it, but like months later it fucking hit me that maybe my friend thought I sung well.

I’ve never actually had any desire to sing at all despite making music. I don’t care about vocals. I did sing in choir as a kid, but I don’t think I was particularly outstanding. I’m too coy to actually sing to myself or anyone else, so I’ve never once heard my own singing voice. I’m going to record myself singing and see if I sound at all tolerable.

anonymous asked:

Ok sorry but Pidge = Darude- Sandstorm

okay real talk pidge definitely hacked the garrison’s sound system and blasted this song through every speaker in every hall on every floor. the garrison officials couldn’t shut it off for h o u r s

and this isn’t quite a song rec but on the same note, i have a very vivid image in my mind that pidge also got “hooked on a feeling” to play through the whole building back before she was even accepted into the garrison, and hunk and lance were like the only kids absolutely jammin out to it. later pidge fesses up like “hey remember when a blue swede song was playing on repeat? that was me” and hunk and lance instantly love her. idk why i think about that all the time but for some reason i associate “hooked on a feeling” with the garrison trio so there you go?

anonymous asked:

What's your favorite Lana del rey album and songs and lyrics?

Born to Die is still my favorite album!! and i have a hard time choosing a favorite song but i guess Young & Beautiful and i love the lyrics too esp

Hot summer nights, mid July
When you and I were forever wild
The crazy days, city lights
The way you’d play with me like a child


Hot summer days, rock ‘n’ roll
The way you play for me at your show
And all the ways I got to know
Your pretty face and electric soul

idk what it is about those lyrics i think its more about the way she sings them i adore. i need to see her live again soon, the last time was in 2013 i think….

anonymous asked:

hii ryan!! so in my RLA class we had to pick a song to analyze the lyrics and write an essay about. you'll never guess what song i picked :) (its all star) and also for the oast two weeks me and my best friend literally WILL NOT stop singing all star and ive had the kyrics memorized for years so she learned them for me and we even made an allstar meme video. also she said ur vids were rlly funny :) anyways i thought i should tell u that... thanks for liking all star and being inspirational

If I was told three years ago that this is how I would inspire the world I dont know if I would have believed you…

Really glad you like my videos, and hopefully the song analysis moves your teacher to emotional levels he/she thought impossible!

one. Every morning leaves me with a mouthful of sorrow. I tell myself that’s because missing you is like an ache but that’s not all true: I miss you, I do, but more than that I miss myself when I was with you, I miss the girl lost in the wildflowers with her eyes open. Eventually the mornings fade into afternoons spent on the couch sifting through maps and ticket stubs and photos littered across the coffee table, a shrine to all the places we’ve been and never will again, but the weight on my tongue never lifts.

two. Sometimes I spend hours listening to your favorite songs to drown out the sound of the girl in the wildflowers calling my name, I think about how you were always full of dreams and ideas and ink-smudged maps with roads that led on and on until the end of forever, you were always so much, you were always more, and I think I was more when I was with you, too.

three. One year ago I buried two fallen angels beneath the wildflowers in the meadow behind our neighborhood, two children with fragile, brittle bones and decaying wings, the evening light paling our haloes and washing the youth right out of our skin. I was too busy crying to realize one of them was still alive, still worth saving.

four. Today I’m going to dig up the girl in the wildflowers and kiss her dirt-streaked cheeks and hold her hand until it becomes warm again. (I won’t look at your body, but the thought of it will be a ghost in my head anyway, like it always is.) She and I will go traveling to all the places marked on our map that you and I wanted to—I think you would have liked that. We’ll hold hands and run into the horizon until, just for a moment, the light breaks around our edges and we blur into one person again, and it will feel just like coming home.

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Favourite Lyrics of each Divide Song
  • Eraser: The world may be filled with hate, but keep erasing it now, somehow
  • Castle On The Hill: Had my first kiss on a Friday night, I don't reckon I did it right
  • Dive: I've been known to give my all and jumping in harder than 10,000 rocks on the lake
  • Shape Of You: Me and my friends at the table doing shots, drinking fast and then we talk slow
  • Perfect: She shares my dreams, I hope that someday I'll share her home
  • Galway Girl: I swear I'm going to put you in a song that I write about a Galway girl and a perfect night
  • Happier: He said something to make you laugh, I saw that both your smiles were twice as wide as ours
  • New Man: Every year he goes to Malaga, with all the fellas, drinks beer, but has a six pack, I'm kind of jealous
  • Hearts Don't Break Around Here: She is the lighthouse in the night that will safely guide me home
  • what Do I Know?: You know we are made up of love and hate but both of them are balanced on a razor blade
  • How Would You Feel (Paean): I'm feeling younger, every time that I'm alone with you
  • Supermarket Flowers: Dad always told me don't you cry when you're down, but mum there's a tear every time that I blink
  • Barcelona: Well get up up on the dancefloor tonight, I've got two left feet and a bottle of red wine
  • Bibia Be Ye Ye: And in the pocket of my jeans are only coins and broken dreams, my heart is breaking at the seams and I'm coming apart now
  • Nancy Mulligan: From her snow white streak in her jet black hair, over sixty years I've been loving her.
  • Save Myself: I gave you all my energy and I took away your pain, cause human beings are destined to radiate or drain
She was so absorbed by you,
by your thoughts and your ideas,
so full of you, full of your habits,
that she totally forgot about herself,
you were covering her soul with those clouds of yours,
all gloomy and heavy,
she did not know who she was anymore,
but when you left,
you took back all your clouds,
and then the sun came to her,
everything inside of her flourished,
her thoughts sang her favorite songs,
her mind laughed at her father’s jokes,
her heart danced and danced and danced,
her soul smiled, because she knew,
even the moon has clouds,
but it doesn’t stop her from lighting up the sky every night.

you go girl, you light up this world

Dating Archie Andrews Would Include...

Originally posted by jughead-thethird


• Wearing his letterman jacket

• Reggie making sarcastic comments about how lucky Archie was

• Reggie also checking you out and Archie getting protective

• Him writing songs about you

• Singing duets with him

• Going to concerts

• Sneaking out late at night to just simply talk

• Sex…A LOT of it

• Daddy kink

• But also, so gentle and loving

• You being the cliché jock and cheerleader couple (you were a River Vixen)

• Hating him for 2 months when you find out about Grundy

• Him surprising you with a totally cute date at Pops and a drive-in movie as a way to make it up to you

• Betty being jealous at first, but eventually being happy for you

• Juggie making comments about you “gross love” all the time

• Archie kissing you anytime and everywhere

• Hugs, they were so tight

• After sex cuddles

• Dinner with him and his dad

• Archie Andrews telling the world that you belong to him and nobody else

When I tell you that Girls/Girls/Boys live was a magical experience, it was. There was a a slideshow of all of these famous LGBT+ people and when the song came to a close, they all merged to become the pride flag. People put colored paper over their phone flashlights. In that moment, I never felt more loved. After the song, Brendon told us about how we were the future and how proud he was of us. I felt so loved and happy. It was one of the best moments of my life and I wouldn’t trade it for anything. I literally had to hug my friend to calm down. I almost cried I was so happy, to be honest.

Positive Vibes (ALiL Deleted Scene)

Summary: (College!AU) In which you do something for Bucky that brightens his bad day. 

Pairing: Bucky x Reader

Word Count: 1,923

A/N: An anon requested “reader does something spontaneous and romantic for Bucky that she doesn’t even think of as romantic! And he is just floored by her thoughtfulness.“ This takes place between “The Little Things (Part Two)” and “The Get Together”. Here’s a track list for the CD mentioned in this part. 

“A Lesson in Love” Masterlist

@avengerstories - thank you for existing and being my very best friend/editor

Originally posted by veronikaphoenix

You’re stuck in the middle of a heated debate between Bruce and Helen Cho about gamma radiation when Steve walks by. He scans the dining hall, letting his gaze fall from one table to the next, before balancing his tray in one hand so he can rub his forehead. As he does, he discreetly scans the room for a second time, reminding you of a lost child desperately seeking out his mother.

"Steve!” You call out, making sure your voice is loud enough to be heard over all the chatter. He turns around immediately, a relieved grin overtaking his features as he walks towards you.  

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I saw it one morning in the car. When the sun rising found your eyes and turned them gold.

I kept seeing everyday we were together.
Riding home in the afternoons,
That one Friday night.

It occurred to me,
That i think i had always known.
All the moments we touched
All the times we locked eyes.
I love you and you will never know.

—  A.P

Music is in the air, my friends.  How can it not be? Music Meister was super annoying butttttttt I have to say, sending people in a musical world – sort of the best super power if you ask me. Barry downloaded the team about what we were all doing in the musical.  I swear, every time Barry time travels or goes to another dimension I never tire of hearing what my doppelgangers can do.  Apparently in the musical, I was a bus boy named Pablo – I dig it.

With Barry and Iris back on the right track, morale at a high - it felt appropriate that we all take a breather and go do something together.  And obviously, given what we were just up against it had to be karaoke. We got there and after a few rounds of liquid confidence everyone was ready to scan the book and pick their songs.

A lot can be said about your karaoke jam – take Iris for instance.  She’s not super musically inclined but girl picked crowd pleaser with TLC’s “No Scrubs.” It got the crowd going and everyone knew the words to sing along.  It brought me back to my middle school gymnasium dances where the girls hung out on one side and the boys on the other.  Yeah, I was the cool wallflower.  But that’s the thing about music – it can transport you back to a specific time and place in your life.  It’s a beautiful thing.

Iris wasn’t the only one of us with good musical taste – Joe chose Frank Sinatra’s “New York, New York.” That guy can sing ­– he’s so soulful and just a natural on stage….seriously, he should think about doing a career change.  Caitlin can’t carry a tune, bless her heart, but her song choice was solid – Alanis Morisette “Ironic.”  I think the highlight of the night was that H.R. didn’t know or recognize any of the songs – so he just grabbed the microphone and sang a “classic” Earth-19 song.  Everyone at the bar wanted to kill us but it was a hilarious moment that was so worth us almost getting kicked out for.

It’s 9:13 pm and I’m wondering why you haven’t called me back.
It’s 10:57, and all I can think about are all the qualities I lack.
It’s 11:46, and I’m trying to forget you and all that you’ve done wrong; yet I can’t stop listening to our favorite song.
It’s 12:39, it’s so unfair because you’re doing just fine.
It’s 1:55, and I’m going crazing wishing that you were mine.
—  a.a.
confused, m.k.j.

I tend to write a lot of songs about the past. It’s been pointed up to me that recently i don’t really write a lot of songs about what’s happening right now or what will happen in the future. I tend to write a lot of songs about what used to happen or what isn’t happening anymore, or how i wish things have gone, or what i’ve learned now that things didn’t go how I wanted them to. So, i thought about that recently why it is that i do that, cause you shouldn’t live in the past, but i think the reasons why i wrote a lot of songs about past is because i think sometimes you try to find a lesson in something and maybe it’ll help you forget the things you were remember all too well.

If you’re outside of their target market your opinion is as irrelevant as a vegetarian judging how you ordered your steak. A man in his late 20s complaining about Justin Bieber – not seriously considering and critiquing his work, just complaining about his very existence – is like if I walked into Hot Topic and made a scene because their Pokemon sports bra doesn’t fit me. Well, it would have been nice if it had, but they weren’t making it for me. I’m sure Bieber appreciates his 40-year-old fans, but they aren’t paying his bills and government fines.

It’s easy to dismiss something that wasn’t made for you as having no value, while forgetting that countless people think the same thing about all the stuff that you like. Your timeless song that helped you through that junior high breakup was some out-of-touch adult’s proof that music was objectively better when they were getting dumped by the cutie from English. Your favorite video game is the crux of someone’s rant about how games are a useless medium for immature adults. You know, the kind of idiotic sweeping generalizations that make us want to scream because they contribute nothing to anything, except for when we’re insightfully making them.

Complaints about pop culture way outside of the complainer’s demographic are most common with stuff marketed at teens because, well, a lot of it is fucking terrible. I read The Maze Runner, and the author belongs in word jail. But one of the shittiest things an adult can do to a teenager is mock their interests just because what’s new and novel to the teen is old and boring to them. Maybe it’s objectively bad, or maybe it just doesn’t push the right buttons in your brain. But unless it’s fascist propaganda, like the new YA hit The Fault In Our Cucks, it’s really none of your business.

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